Play La Vie On Rose - Emily Watts
Life. They say it’s a series of choices - decisions after decisions that dictate one’s entire personhood. But here’s the question that Amelia could never truly fathom. How did she know she was making the right ones? How exactly was someone supposed to fully understand if they were making the right choices? Phoebe, her twin, was always so confident - taking a leap of faith every opportunity the girl had. Amie on the other hand… had always been more reserved. Drifting within the shadows of her sister’s leaps - following after making a calculated decision. Sometimes she wished she had her sister’s sheer confidence in how she looked at the world. Through rose-colored lenses - La Vie En Rose, as they say - ironically, also the song playing in her room at the moment as she sat on her bed. Though the simple fact was she didn’t - her viewpoint was always filled with questions… with hesitation. Though she didn’t resent that - honestly; Amelia Grace did like who she was. Phoebe and her balanced each other out - two pieces of one heart. Perhaps she was a little on the shy-er side but she always understood who she was… well… fine Amie thought she knew. Though her world did come crashing down a few months prior with her mother’s… business trip. Though… that was a story… an issue for another time.
Currently, the girl was casually laying on her bed in her robe - highlighters sprawled around her bed as she made notes in the book that they were supposed to read for the semester. Was Amie early in reading the entire reading list for the year… mayyyyybbeee. What could she say? Though she found herself distracted hearing her sister storm into the room, screaming first her name soon followed by the fact that she was unbelievable for not going to the party. A soft smile met Amie’s lips with her sister’s wine, "Love you too idiot. DON’T GET TOO DRUNK " Amie yelled as her sister exited the room soon after entering. The girl had attempted VARIOUS times to get Amie to agree and go to said party. And maybe… just maybe if she had made different choices…Amie would have said yes. After all - life is a series of decisions. Here’s the thing though… she couldn’t go. For… there was a sheer fear that she’d see someone there. A decision made in the past - and now she found herself unable to go with her sister. Not that she was a big party girl anyways. He was just…someone she had been avoiding for the last three months. Though it was easy when she was out of town and in Greece - thousands of miles from said person. Well… she could at least avoid him as long as humanly possible, which included avoiding this party.
Amelia waited until she heard the door close - indicating her sister had left before getting up and going towards her own vanity. Opening up her robe that she had tied specifically to make it seem as if she would be having a quiet night home, Amie opened it up to reveal that the girl was already in a dress - one that likely made her look older than she was. Letting down her hair from the previous bun, the girl added some gloss and slight powder to finish the look. Honestly… lying wasn’t something Amie liked doing… nor was it something she was good at. Rather… she was god awful at it. But… she just couldn’t stay in. Walking downstairs, Amie smiled sadly at her dad who she found rocking Lexie to sleep - a sad smile on his face though he’d never tell his daughters the truth behind that smile.
“Hey dad - I’m going to go to the par…party too,”
Damn a fumble. God, she hated lying. Her father briefly looked up with a smile and nodded. “Make sure Phebes doesn’t get into jail alright? Bailing her out right before school starts is not on my to-do list for this year… maybe next semester but let’s start the year off right huh?” he added with a wink - a joking tone within his voice. Perhaps he was too distracted to notice the fumble in her voice. The way Phoebe had left before her. Either way, her father didn’t question it as Amie kissed her little sister on the forehead before making her exit as Phebes had done earlier. Though instead of heading towards the party, Amie went in the opposite direction - taking an uber of her own to a location she had found the night her mom left.
There was a dark serenity as she exited the uber, making her way towards the darkened corner of the street - towards a door that most people would miss. Though like Phoebe would be at the party until the late hours of the night, Amelia Grace - the girl many considered innocent beyond compare - would do the same. Simply - in a different place.