"Shh." Niall puts a finger up to his lips and tip toes to the door. Quickly he opens the door and Liam is standing there. "Liam! Sneaking around? Get out or I'm telling Harry you're spying on me." I stand up and bust my hip out, like I'd expect Colette to do. "Yeah yeah save your breath." He pushes past Niall and closes my door. He stands in front of me and points a finger at me. "You are not Colette and don't try to convice me that you are. I saw what happened to her. They scratched her up pretty bad and there's no scratch on you. So who are?" He asks, staring me dead in the eyes. "No I'm not Colette. I'm Nicolette. Nicolette Styles." I put my hand out for Liam to shake it but he just stares at it confused. "If you're going to be Colette never ever offer to shake hands again. And Styles? Colette's last name is Heat. Why is yours Styles?" I shrug and pull out Colette's phone then pull up my facebook page. "See. Nicolette Styles. I've always gone by Nicolette Styles. Wasn't she adopted?" I know that about her. "Yeah but by the Styles family. Maybe you aren't related. Just two random strangers that look exactly like each other." Liam shrugs his shoulders before walking over to the door, about to leave. "Yup two strangers that look EXACTLY alike. They're related. Maybe you're related to the Styles family. Colette couldn't have just suddenly ended up at the Styles house while her twin sister's last name is Styles." Niall says before Liam can leave. Liam shrugs again and then walks out. Niall closes the door and Colette's phone vibrates. '1 New Text message; Bitch #2' "Who texted?" Niall asked walking towards me and taking the phone. "Oh I think it's Aria? I don't remember what number she was. I know you were always number 1." He hands the phone back and I open it. " 'Bitch we just got to our dorm rooms, not that it matters but major hot guys next door, single guys. You in?' Winky face" I read aloud to Niall. "Message her back saying that ur too tired." He says and I do as he says. "So tell me more about Colette. Why does everyone say she's a bitch?" I sit down on a unopened box and pull another unopened box towards me for Niall to sit. He pulls up some pictures of his phone again and shows them to me.



"This is her signature death glare. She looked at everyone but Aria, Ali and Ava like this, even Harry. But mostly when she was planning to prank someone. If you want to convince people you're her you gotta perfect the glare." He said. "What do you mean prank people? She liked pranks?" Niall nodded and pulled up a video.



"Well they're not like major pranks. In fact their not really even pranks. They're just punishments for the people that do something wrong." He shows me the video and I can't help but feel bad for the woman but at the same time I can't help but laugh!




"The way Colette dresses is.....unexplainable. One day she dresses like a sweetheart, like a virgin. The next day she's dressed up like a Sex Goddess. Well when Harry will let her leave the house. If something is too revealing Harry will scream at her until she changes but most of the things she wears is revealing. Even when they aren't that see through the way she acts or poses while wearing them make them Rated R." He says before pulling up a different picture.



"Even the way she poses with guys that aren't her boyfriend. But her and her friends are the Devil's Daughters. They have to be." He says before closing out of the pictures. "Okay well you said when you first saw me you could tell I wasn't Colette? And then Liam noticed it too. Is it that easy to tell I'm not Colette?" I say aloud and I regret it quickly because the dooor flies open and slowly Harry walks into the room. An angry expression on his face.



"What do you mean you're not Colette?" Harry screams. "What are you doing ease dropping?! You are the worse excuse of a brother! Get out!" I scream back and push him out of the door, slamming the door in his face. I look at Niall and he nods his head approvingly. "Already getting the hang of Colette." He whispers before standing up and leaving the room.