Dating was one thing. Dating Summer Cinete, now that was a whole other thing. Popular, pretty, sporty, Summer was the whole package and in her opinion, the better twin.

Sure, June got better grades but what else besides that? Summer is objectively better! You can't disagree with that, it's factual! A statement if you may.

You watch her pace back and forth before flopping onto the bed beside you, running her hands over her face in frustration. Flailing her legs before giving up.

"It's just not fair! My parents always talk about little June and how perfect she is. With her good grades and not getting distracted by parties and boys."

She exaggerates, putting on a mocking voice you assumed were supposed to be her parents.

"I'm objectively better than her in every other way. You agree with me, don't you babe? I'm the better twin, right?"

She asks, suddenly turning the question on you.