Please note the photo above is just to show twins. These girls have nothing to do with this story.

"Dear, Diary

                     My twin sister is coming back from LA today, and nobody is happier or more excited than me! Yet still, I feel a bit of worry inside. I mean I love Isabel, but it's always been, how should I put this; hard, tough, difficult. We know each other inside and out which is amazing, but unnerving sometimes..."

{A horn honks outside}

I quickly hide my diary in my bag reassuring my fake one is under my pillow. Suddenly my phone rings( which is odd because no one ever calls me on the weekend). I look at the number, saying to myself I'll call them back later. It said no caller ID, but I'm to excited to care. I run out of my room, just dodging the wall across the hall. I jump on the banister for the stairs, and slide all the way down. As I reach the bottom my mom looked at me; arms crossed and one eyebrow up. I land on both feet. She shakes her head and looks away. My mom didn't like me doing that, but we are all too eager. To see Isabel of course. It's at this very moment, I realize; the horn that honked was my dad in the car. He honked so we would go to the car. To go to the airport. To pick up Isabel.

"Oh yeah!" I get my hat turning the door knob.

"Hey sis!" I hear an all too familiar voice exclaim, with such passion such care, as I lift up my head.

My jaw dropped and I literally can't speak. My heart immediately starts racing, as tears pile in my eye. I can't believe what I'm seeing. My sister is finally home.

Isabel grabs me, and squeeze me tighter than a boa constrictor. I'm sooo surprised. I honestly don't know what to do, what to say. Thoughts are flying through my mind. Mouth still wide open, I manage to hug her back. Tears now rolling down my face. Oddly enough, I never cry. EVER. Which is odd because I'm more of the emotional one, twin that is. Isabel took hold of my shoulders, and forces me in front of her. I'm trying to just grasp what's happening. She wipes one half of my face with her thumb, 

"I'm back sis, I'm back." Issy has the most radiant smile. I'm sniffing like crazy and pull her back in for another huge hug. Honestly never really cried before. Especially with joy. I'm glad this is my first time.