I awoke in the cold basement. It was dark in here, but I was used to it. I waited for my breakfast to be given to me.

I heard the door creak open. 

"Poot?" Demi called my name, and I climbed up the wooden basement stairs on my calloused hands and feet. Demi smiled, sliding a plate of cold eggs toward me.

"Th-thank you, Demi," I said. Demi was practically a goddess in my eyes. Beautiful, caring, with a wonderful voice... The complete opposite of me, Poot Lovato, her twin sister. I was locked in the basement by our parents. I am ugly, a lower being with a hoarse voice. You don't get locked in the basement for no reason. While Demi was successful, I was stuck in the basement, forced to watch Camp Rock over and over to remind myself that I would never be as successful as her...

I ate the cold scrambled eggs, and smiled at Demi. She didn't see me though, she had already turned to leave.