Turning their heads almost simultaneously, the twins looked in the direction of the voice, only to see Lyrra, one of their least favorite siblings, though they honestly didn't like any of their kin. Letting out an annoyed sigh with a roll of her eyes, Amelia opened her mouth to speak, but her brother beat her to it.
"Who said we're not already?" the red head sneered to the pale skinned girl playfully. Looking back to Amelia, the two of their deep amber gazes met and they both let out a huff of amusement. The two of them didn't care who didn't like them always being together, for their feelings for each other, would never change, no matter how much hate they got. Besides, the only reason they got crap was because no one was as perfect at them, which was their loss.
"Listen, I don't know what your problem is, Lyrra, but why don't you just take your shitty attitude and go away," Amelia piped in bluntly, a teasing sort of grin on her face, her red lipstick and makeup looking like a model from a magazine, per usual. No one would ever amount to the level of beauty and poise that her and Adrian had achieved, no matter how much they tried.