PRETEND TO BE HER

I am already at the venue where my twin told me to go. I picked up my phone and dialled her number. After three rings, she finally answered.

"Nicole! Where are you? You are running late! Oh, my goodness! Please make haste! Do not stroll through the event's passageway. Some people may mistake you for me." She exaggeratedly said. 

My phone is on my right ear and I know what she means by what she said. She don't want me to be seen. What she's trying to imply has hurt me but I ignore it.

"I am here at the back door. Can you please come over here?" I suggested to her. She sighs in the other background.

"I will be there in a second. Wait for me. As much as possible hide yourself if someone is going there. Ok?" She spoke as if she were a boss. I nodded my head even she cannot see my reaction. She ended the call. What did I even go here? Of course my twin needs me that is why. I took a firm stance and didn't care if anyone was here. I don't want to bother anyone with my personal issues since I know they'd believe anything but not on me. When I look up, I see my identical twin. She seemed to be in a rush and obtrusive. I smiled at her. 

"Oh, my goodness! Thank you for saving my ass!" She happily uttered. I did not talked. I believe she is dragging me along with her to the backstage. I'm in pain because of the way she's holding me. My skin is being pierced by her nails. I don't mind though. I let her dragged me with her. We enter a room and take a look around. She locked the door after we were already inside. Before I could speak, She had already started speaking. 

"I do not know how to sing, you know that right? Mommy would be quite disappointed in me as a result of this. I'm afraid but I have to accept. Your the only hope I am thinking as of the moment. Can you sing for me, twin?" She begged. I closed my eyes and considered her options. 

"Fine. Is it true, though, that Mommy is unable to identify us?" I inquired innocently of her.

"There will be no difficulty if you act like I did because we are even identical twins," says my twin. She said this as she looked into my eyes. 

I'm sighing deeply. What should I do now? 

"Then where am I going to sing?" I look at her eyes. Her eyes grew larger, and she looked at me, as if she couldn't believe what she was hearing. 

"Really? Let's change our clothes then!"  She exclaimed, her voice brimming with delight. As a response, I nodded my head and took off my clothes. She did the same. We switch our outfits. She rose up and looked at me once more after we were finished. 

"Ascend, twin. I expect you to give it your all for me. Are you going to have a good time? I'll just be here till you finish your performance, then come back here and we'll switch again." She made a demand. They are already advertising and awaiting my twin's performance before I say my goodbyes to her, but it turns out to be me. Should I be pleased about this? I gave my twin a kind smile. She shut the backstage door behind her. I take a deep breath and sigh. It's something I should do for her. For my twin, I'll do it. Applause greeted me all around. My mother even greeted me with a cheerful hug, which I never imagined she would be able to do at this time. I return the hug. Okay, for the time being, I'll pretend to be my twin. For the time being, I am not Nicole Ashanti. 

Even though I was dressed up, I didn't mind getting my guitar and standing in the center of the stage. Yes, I enjoy singing and can play the guitar very well. I pick up my guitar and begin strumming. When I met a set of dark, gorgeous eyes, I was taken aback. 

He's staring right at me. This is the first time I've ever felt like this. When I stare at him straight and sing with my guitar with me, my heart beats fast. When I finished singing, there was a round of applause. I hold my chin up and smile cheerfully at the audience. My mother smiled at me proudly. She gave me a warm hug and said, "Eliza, thank you for not disappointing me. My daughter, you have my undying love." My heart was in agony. I completely forgot that I'm only pretending to be my identical twin. I'm here as a result of her. 

"Thank you, Mommy..." I said. I respond to her and give her a tight hug that I haven't given her in a long time. 

Despite the fact that she despises me, I adore my mother. I'm a huge fan of hers. When I looked backstage, I saw my twin sister's eyes telling me that I needed to get back there right away. I slid out of my mother's embrace. 

"Please pardon me for a moment, mommy..." I excuse. She smiled at me as a response. I suppose I should be grateful because it was because of my twin that I first felt my mother's hug.

I enter the backstage dressing room. There you have it, my twin's sister. As she stood up, she smiled at me.

"You did a fantastic job, twin. Thank you for taking the time to do this." She stated that with a smile on her face. I smiled back and did not bother to talk 

anymore. We change our outfits. 

"Nicole, you may now return home. Enjoy your day with your friends, and don't worry I'll keep it a secret from Mommy." She said this while urging me to leave right away. 

I was in pain, but I understood what she was going through. I smiled at her one last time and left her there. Our mother had no idea that I had been in there for quite some time.