Relative Values: Adelaide Allen and her sister, Georgina

Adelaide Allen has always been close to her younger sister, but has started University 150miles away and is testing the theory “Absence makes the heart grow fonder” to the limit. Now 20, she only sees sister Georgina every 3 months, a stark contrast from living in each other’s pockets for 14 years.

Georgina went to the same school, did the same work experience, and even had the same hobbies as her elder. Moving from The South East to The Midlands meant there wasn’t much time for developing friendships, and so the two relied on each other. As Georgina turns 16, Adelaide thinks to herself how time has flown by.

"We’ve been through a lot; mum and dad’s divorce, moving house and the hardest my move to university, but like a true pair, we always make the most of it."

ADELAIDE: George and I are like chalk and cheese. Mum used to always say we’re like snow white and rose red. Her dark eyes, dark hair, fiery character opposes me completely!

She was a right little madam, and that’s saying it lightly! Like the saying says ‘when she was good, she was very very good but when she was bad she was horrid’- that was George down to a tee. Saying that though, she’s my little gem, I’d do anything for her, even if she is screaming at me!

Most people probably wouldn’t say their little sister’s influenced them, or at least they wouldn’t admit it, but yeah, she’s influenced me loads! If you met us, you’d soon realise she’s the dominant one, in fact there’s many a time she’s reduced me to tears, but don’t tell her that! I’ll always back down in an argument, but I think that’s a given when you’re up against Miss Allen.

Her attitude isn’t always a bad thing though, she’s got quite a mouth on her, but she’s funny with it. I remember a time on holiday, it was hilarious, when the quick witted 5 year old, put my stepbrother in his place, despite him being ten years her elder. She’s a little legend! We’ve been through a lot; mum and dad’s divorce, moving house and the hardest my move to university, but like a true pair, always make the most of it. She’ll go far, that’s a given, a straight A student, great singer and an awesome dancer, she shines in every way possible.

I’ll always remember the moment I felt most proud of her; she was on stage in the West End, doing her thing to Santa Baby and in all honesty if she hadn’t have been wearing a purple dress, leopard print gloves an a feather boa to add comedy, a tear would’ve been shed. I’d like to think she’s proud of me to, despite her annoyance at me being mum’s “perfect girl”. I know she loves me deep down, ever since we were young we’ve been inseparable, at dad’s house we’d have our duvet days, we’d play hide and seek and even now in our late teens we still have our mandatory sleep over every time I go home!

I’d do anything for her, I proved this at the Isle of Wight festival; despite her telling me we weren’t to be associated with each other, when a shoeless, dishevelled George came to find me, I went into older sister mode and offered to give her a fireman’s lift back to her tent, not that she knew where it was but that’s Georgina for you! All you really need to know is, over and above being my sister; she’s my best friend.

GEORGINA: I was always quite like Adelaide. She’ll say chalk and cheese, but I’m pretty much the same, just I’ve got more attitude. Kinda. Not that that’s a bad thing of course! Just… Y’know…

The first thing memory I have of Ad is this dog show that was in town. I was looking out my bedroom window, was in there with Ad and we were looking at all these huge Dalmatians passing the window. I must’ve been about 2 or 3 years old? Can’t remember. Don’t know why that memory sticks in my head, weird, but I’ve always been a little special!

If you sat down with us, you’d probably be completely lost with Friends and Bruce Almighty quotes constructing our conversations. We love having a good sleepover, Friends, Ben and Jerry’s Ice cream and each other’s company, funny times!

But don’t get me wrong, we do argue, even over stupid things like a pair of stilettos. Basically, I didn’t wanna say it then, but me and Grace had gone through Ad’s stuff, found some old skool painted stilettos. Ad was a cool kid! Anyway, we took some pictures of us in them. Denied all knowledge of it to her face. Of course, she found the incriminating pictures. Got lectured. Not fun. Well, no, that’s a lie, it was cool, quite good fun, but yeah, I was the rebel, she wasn’t.

Ad kinda had this thing where she was the perfect girl, mum’s label. She was the kind one, the funny one, the polite one, the clean one, with loadsa friends; she even had the school awards to prove it! Saying that, turns out I’m the one with better grades. Annoyingly though she doesn’t compare herself to me, wish I could have be the same. But I love her to bits. Who doesn’t?

Speaking of perfect girl, the one time I had a strop, that was when I was younger, I’ve been told it was a common annoyance of mine, screaming “SHE’S NOT PERFECT!!!” at many an opportune moment. Cringing looking back on it.

But anyway, yeah, we have fun. We know the actions to Steps. We do them in time. We quote Friends together; it’s kinda freaky sometimes! We laugh at everything, especially memories, like, oh my god I remember the time we went trick AND treating. With rice. I was really young, but lets just say our neighbour wasn’t impressed with my trick. I liked the treat though!

So, what else is there to say? We have our ups and downs, but don’t all sisters? As we’ve got older, we have grown closer in personality despite the physical distance, same hobbies, same music, same everything really, I’d agree she’s the perfect sister.