Page 2 of My Twin Sister's Ex

“Oh.” She rolled her eyes and stepped aside. Kellen pulled back to a normal distance just in time for Mr. Klaton to pass us in the hall. The AP Calculus teacher was known for handing out detentions to kissing couples, but somehow, Jackilyn always managed to avoid getting caught. She was a pro at putting on an innocent face whenever teachers were around. Just like the look she’d managed to pull off right now—all sweet like she hadn’t just been about to break a school rule.

As soon as Mr. Klaton had passed, a sour look returned to Jacki’s face, like she was mad that I didn’t seem to mind that she’d been about to suck face with Kellen. I was over Jacki before the relationship had ended. I thought she sensed it, and it drove her insane that she couldn’t control my emotions.

When she broke things off between us, and I didn’t immediately beg her to change her mind, she got angry. I glanced over at her as I pulled my books from my locker. She swung her long, blonde ponytail over her shoulder, her eyes on me.

“Is there something you need?” I couldn’t figure out why she was staring at me like that.

She kept her eyes on me. “I just want to make sure you’re okay.”

“What are you talking about?” Jacki wasn’t exactly the type to check up on people. She was usually too busy with her own agenda.

“I heard you might not be able to graduate.”

My heart pounded. How could she know that? I’d barely found out myself.

“What did you expect?” Kellen looked at Jackilyn like she was stating the obvious. “This is Bennett we’re talking about here. You obviously didn’t date him because he was intelligent. It’s no surprise you broke up with him.”

My body tensed as I fought to cover the anger pulsing through me. “Who told you that?”

“I saw your file on Mrs. Monroe’s desk when I was putting in my volunteer hours during lunch.” Jackilyn volunteered for the school office to help her college applications look good.

“You had no right to read that.” I spoke in a carefully controlled tone. I had to calm down, or I would lose it.

“I only did it because I care about you, Bennett.” She used a soft voice that made my hair stand on end, like a spider crawling up the side of my neck.

“Yeah, right,” I spat. Why was I letting her get to me? The best way to deal with Jackilyn was to stay neutral and detached. Never let her see you take the bait. “I’m pretty sure you’re not allowed to go around looking at other student’s files.”

She gave me a sickeningly sweet smile. “What are you going to do about it? Are you going to tell on me?”

“You know he won’t.” Kellen smirked. “No one would believe him over you.”

Jessilyn Martin, Jackilyn’s identical twin sister, walked up to us with her books in her arms. Her golden blonde hair fell over her shoulders in shiny waves. She was every bit as beautiful as her identical twin, but she had a sweetness that Jackilyn would never be able to match. “Jacki.”

Her sister turned to look at her. “What is it?”

“Do you have the note Mom wrote for me for my dentist appointment this afternoon?”

Jackilyn gave her an exasperated look. “Why would I have your note?”

“I hoped since you left later than me that you might have grabbed it. I forgot to get it before I left.”

“Why don’t you just write the note yourself? That’s what I always do.”

Jessilyn’s bright blue eyes widened like her sister had suggested she commit a crime. “I can’t forge Mom’s signature.”

“Why not? It’s not like they’ll know the difference. How do you think I’ve been getting out of Calculus all year long? I told them I’ve been going to therapy.”

Jackilyn in therapy? The idea was laughable. I couldn’t imagine her sitting around talking about her feelings. I’d known she’d been skipping classes because she’d been leaving campus with me. I hadn’t bothered with notes. I’d just left. The school always called home, but it wasn’t like my dad cared if I skipped school.

Jessilyn’s pretty little red mouth fell open. “No wonder your grades have been suffering!”

Jackilyn folded her arms and narrowed her eyes at Jessilyn. “I have a B in Calculus. I wouldn’t say my grades are suffering.”

I coughed to cover a laugh. Jessilyn considered a B a bad grade? She ought to see my report card.

Jessilyn got a stubborn look in her eyes. “I’ll just see if Mrs. Derby in the front office will take the note tomorrow.”

Our group dispersed, heading in different directions. Only Jessilyn was going to the same place I was. She and I both had drama next. “I thought you had to go to a dentist appointment.”

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