Tom, Kaulitz"

I never got along with Camila and I didn't plan to. We never liked each other since elementary school, some people even knew us for fighting and stuff like that, or the other useless people who said: "those who fight, want each other."

I was finally going to meet my stepmother and her daughter who would be my stepsister. When my father and I walked through the door, my jaw nearly dropped at the sight of who I would have to live with; Camila... I was so unlucky that it would be her of all people.

"I'm Tom, nice to meet you."

I spoke trying to sound nice and pretend I didn't know her. I couldn't stand her in high school and I was going to put up with her every day.