Arranged Marriage to My Boyfriend's Twin?

Allison’s P.O.V

Six days, that’s all I’ve got left of my freedom. But…well truthfully I’m kind of looking forward to this. It’ll be fun I suppose.

What the fuck are you thinking?! You’re going insane! Three months ago you wouldn’t have taken this. You would have got so fucking angry! You would have ripped the house apart! You would have killed Carlton instead of marrying him! And most of all, you would have thrown sand in his face instead of accepting his ring.

I guess he’s changed me then. Carlton Renn has my heart.

…

I walked downstairs and sat next to Mia “Has she called yet?” I asked making Mia shake her head
“Nope, hasn’t called.”

“Why don’t you call her?” I asked

Mia smiled slightly “I don’t know her mobile number, and we have loads of different houses, she said she was going to Chicago, but we have two houses there and one flat. It would be imposable to memories all the numbers.”

I raised my eyebrows “Why would you want three houses in the same place?”

Mia shrugged “Who knows.”

I nodded and rested my head against the armchair I was sitting in. Carlton had been acting really weird yesterday after him and Christa had watched T.V together…I wonder why? Oh well, he was back to his normal self by lunch.

Carlton’s P.O.V

I sat at a random table and stared at everyone in the room.

Allison was sitting with Mia and resting her head against the chair she was sitting in, Derek and Donny were arguing about this band or something. Hannah and Riley were talking about baby clothes and Christa was talking on her phone.
Well I say talking, but it was more like growling. She looked pissed, and I couldn’t help but wonder what was wrong.

Maybe she got a botched up boob job…

Shut up! Christa’s a nice person.

I think you know just as well as I do that Christa’s far from a nice person.

…Shut up.

I sighed and found my eyes wandering over to Allison, who was sleeping. Well, I suppose she did stay up all night yesterday…

Ha! And it’s all going to get much better on our honeymoon…

Christa’s P.O.V

Oh dear lord am I angry. I’m so angry that it hurts! That little bitch will die. Die!

I’m talking about Jess. She has told the whole cheerleading squad what happened, and they’ve kicked me out! I’m the captain they can’t do that! It’s…urh!

And to top it all off I got next to no sleep thanks to the noises coming from Carlton and Allison’s room. You don’t understand how sick it made me feel! Why would he want to sleep with her when he has me! Me! I mean, come on!
All right, I’ll admit Allison isn’t ugly but she’s not exactly beautiful! Is she? I know at least 10 people that beat her looks wise.
And then there’s me. I am beautiful. I am beautiful. I am beautiful. I am beautiful. I am beautiful. I am beautiful. I am beautiful. I am beautiful. I know I’m beautiful! There’s no two ways about it.

I am perfect. I have perfect hair, perfect skin, perfect eyes, perfect looks, the perfect body, the perfect dress sense, the perfect family, a perfect life. I am perfect!

Why can’t he see it?! Why can’t he see my perfectness? Why doesn’t he see it?! I’m perfect! I am perfect! I’m beautiful! I have a perfect life! I am plain and utter perfect, and we’re made for each other. We’d live the perfect life, and have perfect children.

Why can’t he see it? Why can’t he see my true colours? Why can’t he understand how perfect I am? Why?