Hannah got the note. She knew we were serious. If she does exactly what we say, everything will end up fine. She would have nothing to worry about.

They had proof. That’s what the note said. Proof of what? Well since you asked, I’ll tell you but I’m going to have to go back to the end of last year.

My sister, Hannah, and I were inseparable. In fact, you could say that we were identical in every physical way. Our main difference were our personalities. She was the typical straight A student and perfect class president. Me, on the other hand, well, not so much. I was kicked out of her boarding school and went to average American public high school. The reason I got kicked out is a whole other story.

Back to the end of last year. Hannah came home from school abs was completely burned out. I felt bad for her, so I offered for her to come with me to a party that some people from my school were throwing. After about twenty minutes of my pestering, she gave in. I helped her get ready and let her borrow some of my clothes, while I borrowed some of hers.

When we got to the party, everyone thought she was me and I was her. I told her to go with it. We spilt off after that and she got to have an actual high school experience. I was so proud of her.

A few weeks after the party, Hannah asked me for a favor, “Will you switch places with me next year?”

“I’ll need to think about it,” I told her. However, after twenty minutes of her pestering, I caved. “What’s your plan?”

And then we switched. That brings us to now. Whoever wrote the note said they had proof. They never said proof of what and they addressed it to Hannah. So they don’t know we switched places. What do they have proof of? I guess that’s what I get to find out this year.