Dark Charms

Ridgepoint

Ok calm down Y/N.

Calm down.

I was currently on the verge of having a mother fucking panic attack.

As I tried to inhale and exhale as much as I could.. I also tried not to scream.

You know, in most watpadd stories, the protagonist if "reincarnated" or "suddenly transported", to another world, was usually transported to a royal type of world.

Princes, princess, villainess, that type of crap.

You would think after 18 years, and after apparently God hearing my wishes, I too would have the same experience.

But no sir, I end up in a fucking werewolf story.

And not just a typical, he meets girl, he is angsty driven hot werewolf boy, chaos ensues yada yada.

Nope I'm in a serial killer- supernatural driven- suicide - rape induced - drug induced nightmare.

I mean horror lover or not come the fuck on.

I managed to exhale a little more calmly, being able to process my thinking a little better now.

I don't know how I even got here. I thought this was all dream or some shit.

But when I woke up, and realized I was in an unknown room, of an unknown home, in an unknown body...well I panicked.

And after seeing my reflection I panicked even more.

See the last book I read, well no it was a series, was a werewolf crazy ass story.

It seemed like the typical BS young girls would sigh about.

But then boom the author did a 180.

Having half the characters die, the other half are completely fucking mental, and the protagonist become somewhat psycho.

There was a lot of gore by the end of the first book and I was riveted.

More out of horror I tell you.

But somehow I managed to read on to the second.

And there was one character I hated but also felt bad for.

The protagonists sister.

The villain in a way .

Except she was just pitiable if anything.

She was pretty fat from what the books described her as. She wasn't that pretty nor that smart.

And she had really bad chronic anxiety (which I could relate too at least), which caused her to be kinda childish and just rude.

If anything , while she was a Bitch, I felt bad for her because well she was kicked by everyone.

I mean in the first book she ended up killing herself.

That's what I mean by the book doing a 180.

And her sister, Evangeline Hart, was the beautiful protagonist.

Small, pale (cause apparently being pale is like the ultimatum of beauty for half these books. I mean look at Bella from 'Twilight'), with light brown hair and intoxicating (gag) green eyes.

Basically, she and her sister moved to new town, full of werewolves and scary boogie men. And guess what she's mate to the Alpha. Etc etc

As I said, the beginning of this book was fucking miseleading...

I was currently pacing my new small room.

Glancing anxiously at the small mirror placed near the door.

A tall, chubby girl, stared back at me.

Tara hart,

You know in all honesty, Tara wasn't really ugly, I mean yeah she was quite overweight..

But she had nice skin, pretty hazel eyes, and long curly brown hair.

The problem was the expressions,

I mean I don't even know how this all works. I'm in her body now right? So i control her expressions..

I try to smile and it honestly just looks as if she's ready to kill someone. Joker style if you will.

Good god.

Oh maaaan.

How did things end up like this?

As if I'm groaning and moaning, I heard a knock on the door, and a soft voice called out.

"Tara! Come on and get ready. We're going to be late for our first day".

I stood there still as a statue.

Oh come on man.

In the book, Tara had made a huge bad impression, especially on the first day,

I think it was mainly due to her weight and expressions but all the "students" were fucking mean to her.

She didn't help herself either though. Acting like a rude shit to everyone and belittling her sister.

Jealous was a huge thing for her.

Then her sister meets Mr Perfect (woof wolf), and Tara gets more angry and depressed.

Then the school kinda bullies her and I'm trying to remember what exactly caused her to end her life.

I don't know how I got here. But I might as well quickly adapt right?

In my own life I hadn't been overweight. So putting on clothes and trying to see what worked was well not easy.

Tara had a big stomach, but luckily she had big boobs which thankfully were more obvious than her stomach.

Though her hips though. She got those hips don't lie.

Also in my past life I had no boobs or curves so once again this all new to me.

I was never exactly girly but I wanted her at least look presentable.

After wrestling through her messy ass tiny closet, I found a small plain black dress.

I put it on with some tights and a red puffy jacket.

Then I searched for some makeup. I managed to find some concealer  and mascara.

I applied it all while fixing her hair. Even putting on some small earrings I found in a small drawer,

Well there you go. Now she looked pretty cute.

I'm not saying she wasn't pretty before all this. But in the book she never really took care of herself. Because of her weight she ended up getting health issues before she uh killed herself.

If this was real or a dream, I was in her body now, and I wanted to at least make a good first impression.

As I stuffed whatever I could find into a small black backpack, my thoughts reeled quickly with the anxiety.

I guess Tara's anxiety.

It was like a string of words and screams in "my" head.

"I'm so ugly. I'm so fat. Nobody will love me. Nobody will ever love me. I'm useless . I should just die. Die die die"

I was shaking by the time I was ready to leave the room.

If this was what this girl dealt with daily then was going to be extremely hard.

Hard wasn't even the right word.

More like impossible.

It was nothing but unnerving hate for herself that didn't seem to stop for a second.

I really wish I had been transported to another less complicated book.

And then just before I opened the door, I realized something else, I forgot that I need to brush her teeth.

God damn.

(Sorry this story isn't edited so it might have some uh grammar mistakes )