“Danny. Jordin. Get up for school. You don’t want to be late for your first day back.” Danny and Jordin had only just got into bed an hour ago and now they had to be up for school. Jordin stumbled out of bed sleepily. Her head was still throbbing from the night before and the stale taste of vodka was making her tongue burn. She looked in the mirror at her black mascara, which was now smudged all over her face. Danny was still in bed groaning and yawning. Jordin picked up her shoe and threw it at his head. GOAL! “ouch. You’re such a bitch”
“Danny would you get up. Do you want mom to know that we snuck out last night?”
The twins rarely agreed on anything. They fought all the time. The only thing they had in common was their love for rebelling, partying and their protectiveness of each other.
Danny got up from his bed and scratched his brown hair, that all the girls loved.
It was the first day back to school after the summer holidays and the twins still weren’t done with their partying. They had been out last night at Heath’s birthday party. Heath was Danny’s best friend. They had been best friends for two years. Ever since the day that Heath backed Danny up during a fight between him and one of Jordin’s ex-boyfriends. That was also the day that Jordin realised Heath wasn’t just a friend. He was never just a friend. Their was always something about him that she found endearing.
“C’mon guys” shouted their dad.
As the twins walked downstairs, now dressed and smelling less like alcohol, the warm scent of homemade pancakes filled the air.
“PANCAKES”
“Danny, could you be any more of a loser?”
“Stop it Jordin.” said Mum. The twins sat at the table and ate their breakfast. Then just as Jordin was putting her dishes into the dishwasher, the doorbell rang. ‘Heath’. she thought to herself. She loved seeing Heath in the mornings before he got all sweaty and mucky from playing football. Danny like usual went to the door, leaving his dishes on the table. Jordin, like usual, picked them up and put them away. She then walked as quickly as she could to the door, barely saying bye to her parents in the process. The last thing she wanted was to be trailing along behind the boys as they all walked to school. The longer she got to spend with Heath, the more he would realise that she was the only girl for him.
“Hey Heath” she said. Doing the fluttering eyelash trick she had learned from her best friend Lauren.
“Hey Jord, whats up?”. The way he called her Jord just made her tummy burst with excitement.
At school, it was the usual excitement of the first day back. The new students confused, girls asking questions like, “when did you two break up” and boys checking out the girls that had changed over the summer. Heath and Danny were greeted by their horny male friends, with “sup’s and high fives, while Jordin was met at the front door by her three best friends in the world, lauren, lily and gracie.
Even though they had seen each other every day over the summer, the first day back always made her feel like she hadn’t seen them for months.
The school bell rand and the whole student body did their usual attempt at trying to fit through the door all together at the same time.
As they sat in English class, the 12th grade chatted among themselves while their nervous teacher, Mrs. Holly, who had suffered form a nervous breakdown the year before, wrote notes on the board.
They all talked about Heath’s party. Who hooked up, who broke up, who showed up uninvited. Everyone was enjoying the conversation except Danny, who was still pissed off over not getting to go into the closet with Lauren during a game of seven minutes in heaven. Instead, she and Heath got paired together, as usual. Danny knew that all the girls loved him. Well, all the girls except for the only girl that he wanted. Lauren was beautiful and funny and he could never help feeling happy while she was around. Heath and Lauren had always had a little connection. None of them wanted a serious relationship so they used each other as cheap flings. Danny couldn’t wait for the day that Heath would finally get a girlfriend and leave Lauren alone.
Mrs. Holly could hear the students’ conversation but was too worried of what they were capable of to correct them.
The writing seemed a little juvenile for two teens who were out drinking vodka and are in the twelfth grade, the two don't quite match up. But I'm sure that can be fixed 
