I'm a big fan of this show and I wanted to write a fan fiction about it for a while. I hope you're going to like it.

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My life completely changed one month ago. Before that, I was living in a foster home with my pathetic foster brother that always tried to hit on me and have me in his bed. My foster mom wasn't any better. The only thing that she cared of was the check she got every month because of me. I'm so happy to have finally left Vegas. The only thing I'm going to miss is my best friend, Lexie. She was the one thing I actually cared of. But things have changed now. One month ago, I got a message on Facebook. First I thought it was just a joke. I thought someone was playing a prank with me. Someone named Sutton Mercer had sent me a private message telling me she was my long lost twin. Like if I was going to believe that. Me Emma Becker, a twin? No way. But when I looked at the pictures on her profile I had some doubts about it being a prank. The girl on the pictures looked just like me, with only one exception, she had curly hair, while mine is always straight. That little thing made me want to answer her. What if it was true? What if I really had a twin sister? So I answered. And one evening, we skyped, and it became true. You can't Photoshop a live chat. So that's what leads me here, on a bus towards Phoenix. When Sutton, my twin sister, something I still can't believe, offered me to come live with her, so we can finally reunite, I accepted. It wasn't that hard of a choice you know. I had to choose between my foster family and my real sister. At the end of the day, I'll finally meet my real sister. When she told her family about me, they we're shocked, at least that's what she told me. But when they've heard I was in the foster system, they wanted to meet me. They didn't want me in the foster system. I'm grateful for that, the foster system really sucks. You really have to be lucky when you're in the foster system. There aren't that many good foster families.

End of the ride. I stepped out of the bus with my bag. How sad is it that my all life actually gets into one single bag. I was looking around me. Phoenix is so different from Vegas. But that wasn't why I was looking around. The landscape wasn't something I really cared about right now. I was looking for my double. I saw so many people around me, but not the one I was searching for. I took my cellphone out of my bag and called Sutton.

"Sutton? I'm here, where are you?" I said on the phone when she picked up.

"Emma! What, you're here already? No way! I'm so sorry. I totally forgot!" Really? We've been talking about this day for weeks! And she just forget picking me up!

"Really Sutton! We've been talking about this for so long!" Well, there is one thing that's positive in this. Now I can say that my sister's isn't really punctual and easily forget things.

"I know! I'm so sorry. Do you think you can come home by your own? I'll text you the address." Sutton said from the other side of the phone. Oh yeah, why not. I'm sure I going to find my sister house in a city I don't know.

"Sure, I will make it happen. Just text me the address."

When you're in foster care, money is something pretty rare. So when Sutton told me to go to her place by my own, I couldn't just offer myself a taxi. The only thing I could offer was a map of Phoenix. So here I was, marching in the middle of what seems to be nowhere with my map. The sun was so hot I had to put my hair in a ponytail. If I had any idea about how hot it was in Phoenix, I would have worn something else. But of course, when I thought I was going to meet my twin, I wanted to at least look descent so I wore the less ugly clothes of my closet. Which are a pair of jeans and a t-shirt with I love Vegas written on it. I had knot the bottom of my shirt so I could at least feel the wind blow on my belly.

I was walking for like one hour now and I was still like in the middle of nowhere. I tried to call Sutton again but she didn't answer her phone any more. What could she possibly do that's so much more important than finally getting to meet her sister? I stopped once more to look at my map. My sweaty palms could barely open the map without letting it fall on the ground. I heard some car riding behind me so I went on the side and kept on walking. I was kind of surprised when the motor bike, which I thought would have been a car, slowed done next to me.

"Sutton? What are you doing?" They guy on the motorcycle said as he looked at me.

"Euh, I'm not Sutt…" Before I could finish my sentence the guy interrupted me.

"Couldn't change your tire again? Come, I'll bring you home." I had two options right now, pretend to know the guy and hope he wasn't a psychopath or keep on walking around in hope I would find Sutton's house before my hair turns white. "Common Sutton." They dark-eyed guy added as he handed me a helmet. I took it and putted it on.

"Thanks." I said not really knowing what I was supposed to say. I don't know the guy.

"Since when do you thank me for something I do? Forget I said anything. Wait, why do you even have a map? Don't tell me." He said as I took a seat behind him and putted my arms around him and he started.

I had never been on a bike before. Well, I'm still alive. The guy did bring me at the address Sutton had sent me.

"Thanks for bringing me here." I said to the guy.

"Any time Sutton, any time." He said when I gave him back the helmet.

"I'm not Sutton." I tried once more but I don't think he heard me because he was already far away.

I took my cellphone out of my pocket, hoping Sutton would have finally taken the time to answer my calls but still nothing. When I looked up, I saw the most magnificent house I had ever seen. It was huge! One thing was sure Sutton had been adopted by a rich family. Well, she sure is the lucky one of us both. I slowly went over the front door, which was as large as some of the bedrooms I had been sleeping in. I rang on the door hoping Sutton was home. Soon after I rang, someone opened the door. It was a blond woman, which I had seen on some of the photographs Sutton had showed me. It was her mom.

"Hey sweety. Forget your keys again?!" They woman, I think her name was Kristen, said as she opened the door. Well I guess when you look exactly as her girl its logic she thinks I'm her. "Where have you found those clothes? Having a rebellious phase?" What about my clothes? It was pretty obvious we weren't going to the same shops.

"I'm not Sutton." I told her hoping she would understand I was Emma, and not Sutton.

"Sutton, is this another lying game? I thought you had stopped those long ago. Come in, you are not going to stay outside are you!" Lying game? What the hell is that? Kristen brought me inside the house as I was looking around hoping to finally see Sutton. The inside of the house was even more breath taking as the outside. Every single object in the house seemed so expensive. It looked like the house came out of a magazine.

"Miss Mercer?" I tried once more. Maybe if she opens her eyes she will see I'm not her beloved daughter. She looked at me and started to laugh. She laughed so hard that I hadn't enough time to tell her I wasn't Sutton.

"What's so funny?" A tall man said when he entered the room. Ted, I remember him, he was Sutton's dad.

"Sutton just said Miss Mercer, without acting like she was sick." What's so funny about that?

"Really kiddo? You call your mom Miss now? Is this another one of your games?" Ted said. Well, I guess I'm going to meet the entire family before I got to meet the one person I came here for. I blond girl entered the room, wearing a fancy dress I thought only people in magazines wore.

"Trying out the trash look Sutton?" What do they all have with me clothes?

"I'M NOT SUTTON!" I yelled. Enough with it. I'm not Sutton! "I'm Emma Becker, her twin sister." I said les loudly. They all started to laugh now. Great. SO no one believes me when I say I'm not Sutton.

"yeah right. And I'm not Laurel Mercer but the queen of England." Oh, so I'm in the queen's house.

"She didn't tell you about me?" I ask. She wouldn't have asked me to come here without telling her folks about me, would she? Oh no, she hasn't done that!? Hell no! What I'm I supposed to tell them now? The whole story?! Oh yeah, why don't I just tell me twins sisters adoptive parents there are two of us?

"Okay, let's say I play along. Tell us what Sutton?" Kristen said. That my chance to tell them everything.

"Emma, my name is Emma." And so I did. I told them everything. How Sutton wanted to search for our birthmother and that she found me instead. How she contacted me, and everything till this exact moment.

"That's a nice story Sutton. Oh, sorry Emma." Ted says. So they still don't believe me?

"Okay, ask me anything you want." Maybe if they can ask me questions tell see I'm not Sutton. Or not, they'll think I'm just playing. I have to tell them something they have to believe. "Wait I've found something better. So, you know everything about Sutton right? Like everything?"

"Yes, we do." Ted said impatiently.

"Sutton's being a princess again…" Laurel added crossing her arms around herself.

"Okay, have you ever seen this? I walked on a nail when I was seven. Went right through my foot." I say as I took of my shoe to show them my scar.

"Really? A nail?" Kristen said. It was obvious she didn't believe me, but she still looked at my foot, were the scar was. "Ted, had you ever saw that before?" Kristen asks him. Ted came closer and touch the scar to make sure it wasn't a trap.

"No, I've never saw that before…" Ted said, well, maybe they'll finally start to believe me.

"And have you ever seen this?" I continue as I show them my elbow. "I was making pancakes for Ellie, she made me bake her breakfast every single day. One of my foster moms." And there Ted had to touch my scar again, just to make sure I wasn't telling a lie. It seems to me like Sutton lies a lot.

"Dad?" Laurel said as Ted was still looking at my arm. "I've never seen Sutton bake before. She's barely in the kitchen."

"Ted?" Kristen asks Ted that seems to be frozen. He looked right into my eyes and I could see a little sparkle in his. Did I had to show them another scar or would he finally believe me?

"Mom? Dad? I'm home!" A familiar voice said from the front door. Now even Kristen and Laurel where having the same face as Ted. The face of surprise.

She looked exactly like I did. Same eyes, face, hair, hands. Everything about us was the same. We were exactly alike.

"Emma! You're here!" Sutton said all excited as she let her back fall on the ground and take me in her arms. "I can't believe it's really you!"

"OMG! I'm having a nightmare! Two Suttons! I can barely handle one!" Laurel said almost like if she was sick.

"Mom, dad. This is my twin sister Emma." She told them wrapping her arm around my shoulder. This time, there was no room for disbelief. We were both standing next to each other.

"Omg, Ted…. Oh, I'm so sorry Emma. Nice to meet you! I'm Kristen" Kristen said as she shakes my hand. She seems like if she was really confused.

"I'm Ted, Mercer." Ted said. Standing there. Sutton had a huge smile on her face as her family saw me for the first time, why I was just hoping not to scare them all.

"So, what are you doing here?" Laurel asks. That's exactly why Sutton should have spoken to them before I arrived! Now I'm just going to go back to Vegas. I'm sure Travis is going to be happy to see me again.

"She's coming to live with us!" Sutton said like if it was the most normal thing of the entire world.

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