The Volturi Golden Boy

Stacey was sleeping peacefully when she felt cold drops of liquid on her face, this made her jump out of bed in fright.

Wiping her face with her palms, her eyes wrenched open when a pearl of mocking laughter filled the room. She could tell who owned that voice even in her sleep, her troublesome sister Chelsey!

Tilting her head to the side, Stacey could see Chelsey standing there and staring at her with an evil grin plastered on her face.

"Sister, what was that for?" Stacey fumed glaring at her sister who rolled her eyes at her in response.

"Felt like having some morning fun, not a bad idea, is it?" Chelsey muttered and burst out laughing once again.

"Chelsey no sane person wakes her sister like this, I don't like this." She said trying to keep her voice as calm as possible.

Chelsey scoffed folding her arms across her chest.

"Who cares if you like it or not? And did you just call me insane Stacey? Apologise right now or you'll get it from me, you know what I can do, don't you?" Chelsey yelled staring daggers at Stacey.

Stacey knew what her sister wanted, a fight but she was in no mood for that. She knew she had to apologize even though Chelsey was at fault since she didn't want to get involved in any troubles so early in the morning. Stacey feared getting scolded and punished by her mother.

"I'm sorry, " Stacey sighed.

"Good for you, I would forgive you because I had fun watching how you jumped out of bed when I poured water on your face." Chelsey cackled before she continued.

"You know if you hadn't apologized, I would have gone straight to Mom and told her you slapped me, and you know what would happened next." She smirked.

Stacey stared at Chelsey not a bit surprised. She had gotten used to her sister's constant lies against her just to get her punished, but one thing she couldn't understand was why her sister had always been cruel to her.

Chelsey was their mom's favourite, their dad on the other hand loved them both he tried his best to treat them equally and not show differences. Their Dad always came to the rescue whenever Chelsey started her scheme but he went on a business trip so Chelsey seized the opportunity to make Stacey miserable before he returned.

Letting out a breath, Chelsey's lips curved into a sardonic smile.

"Are you going to tell on me to Daddy?" She arched a brow.

"Oops, I forgot. Daddy travelled and Mommy won't even listen to you." Chelsey said tauntingly.

"Anyways, I'll leave you now. I have to get ready for my new school." Chelsey gleamed clasping her hands together before she ambled out of the room.

It was unbelievable that these two girls were twins, they were more fraternal than identical. Stacey was the older one but she was always mistaken for the youngest because she was petite. Chelsey was taller than Stacey was.

Their personalities were very different, Stacey was the quiet, nice, introverted one, and like Chelsey always said the boring one but Stacey was indeed very beautiful. Chelsey on the other hand was the tall, crazy, fun-filled, mischievous extroverted one, the savage queen and the life of the party.

They were both sixteen and in their final year in high school.

School was resuming today but they had to change their school because of Chelsey who beat up a girl in their former school till she lost consciousness.

It wasn't the first time she was involved in something like that, but their mom always found a way to help her out of it.

She has always supported Chelsey regardless of what she does but when it happens to be Stacey, then she blames her for everything that goes wrong.

But this time she couldn't, because it was the principal's daughter Chelsey had beaten up so she was expelled.

Their Mom insisted Stacey had to move to a new school along with Chelsey.

Once Stacey got ready for school, she took her backpack and headed downstairs to have breakfast.

"Good morning Jane." Stacey greeted the maid.

Jane was a nice lady who did everything to make sure the twins were fine but Chelsey hated her simply because she made it a thing to hate anyone who liked Stacey.

"How are you, Stacey?" Jane smiled pulling her into a hug.

"I'm fine, how are you?"

"I'm good but you don't look fine, " Jane's eyes crinkled as she studied Stacey's countenance.

"Is it Chelsey again?" Jane's brows furrowed in a frown.

Stacey forced a smile.

"Jane I'm fine, What could my sweet sister Chelsey possibly do?" Her voice was heavy with sarcasm.

Jane knew better than to push the issue any further because Stacey never said anything bad about Chelsey no matter what she had done to her, she was like that.

"I made Bacon and eggs for breakfast. Come have a sit." Jane mumbled stepping aside for Stacey to pass.

"I can't wait to dig in, " Stacey beamed scooting to the dining area.

Jane chuckled trailing behind her.

"What about Mom and Chelsey?" Stacey inquired after drawing out a chair and settling on it.

"They left for school already. Your Mom said Luke would drive you to school." Jane informed.