"How was the skiing trip?" Ellie asked her twin brother, spread out on his bed as he typed away at his desk.

"It was good," he said, "Cold." He added, not looking away from his essay.

"How was Jackie?" Ellie asked, again. "Um... she was there," James shrugged, pulling his hand through his messy black ink hair as hew typed.

"I thought you liked her?" Ellie asked, frowning at her twins back through her own messy, ink black hair. "I do. I mean, Jackie is really cool and pretty."

Cool and pretty? Jackie was so much more than that, Ellie thought to herself. Jackie was one of the most popular girls at school, like James, but she was still one of the nicest people Ellie had ever met. And pretty didn't begin to cover Jackie, with her Audrey Hepburn dark brown haircut, perfect white teeth and big, bright blue eyes. Not to mention Jackie's smile which seemed to light up the entire room.

"Did you guys hang out at all?" Ellie asked, squeezing the pillow on the bed next to her. "Not really, she's never skied before so she kept falling behind so we didn't really talk." He explains, chugging his coffee.

Ellie shot up at this, her eyes going wide. "You left her... behind?" she choked out. James turned, confusion all over his face. "No, she fell behind. It was her first time skiing." He explained, again, as Ellie groaned before falling backwards onto the bed.

"What?" James commanded.

"You left her behind, James! You say you really like this girl and then you ignore her, don't help her and leave her behind. That says you don't like her, or at least it will make her not like you." Ellie sighed in frustration at his stupidity.

"Huh... I didn't think about that..." James stuttered as Ellie choked on a laugh, "You don't think about anything." She reassured him.

"What do I do now?" he asked, worried now. Ellie wanted so badly to tell James the wrong thing, to make Jackie hate him even though it wouldn't change anything for Ellie herself, but looking into her brothers pleading, desperate eyes, she couldn't.

"Take her flowers, not roses tulips are her favourite-" James interrupts her as he grabs a pen and notebook, "One sec!" he cries as he jots it down quickly and then motions for her to continue.

"Don't give her the flowers in public, invite her somewhere private first. Present them and tell her your'e very sorry about the skiing trip this weekend, but you really like her so you get nervous around her. Then, ask her if she would like to go after school to a coffee shop of her choice with you an study for the calculus midterm coming up." He writes down every word and then looks up at me, grinning.

"Gee, thanks, Ellie. Your'e the best," he says as he reaches over to mess up my hair even more until I slap his hand away as a small grin formed on her face too.

Even is she couldn't be happy, at least her twin could.