𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡'𝐬 𝐖𝐚𝐲.
I smile gracefully sliding off of the seat to get off the bus as Daisy follows behind me. "You're always so organized, but you left your bag in the art clubroom! She continues to scold me off the bus, and in the building. "Daisy, can you lead me to all the classes today? I forgot my schedule and don't know it by heart." I let out a small giggle to signify nervousness. "Haha! You've been such a slob lately, thankfully my mom won't compare me to you that often!" Daisy's still oh so cute even in a different timeline. So in this world they use "mom" instead of "mother"? interesting. ....I really need to find out new ways to exit from this world and return ME to my own realm. Death isnt such a dramatic option considering the circumstances, I'll just.. come up with a cheap way to bring death upon me. Falling from a high place, or getting stabbed. I'll try falling first, and if an obstacle doesn't let me die, i'll resort to stabbing. Twice is enough to determine it. It seems as i've dozed off long enough for us to reach the classroom haha. Right when we enter the first classroom, It hits me. Again. All the people I've been introduced to for my playdates as I was younger were here. The daughters of dukes, merchants, and barons were all here. As my worst enemys, introduced as frenemys to the best people I've met. As.. Matthew Shamara, my fiancé is the main person in my sight. Although, we were only getting married for benefits in trades. I'm a living bargaining card as well as being my eldest sisters shadow. Pity is the last thing I'd like though. At least in this world my grades are tremendously bigger than what Ayalien has. In this world, my mothers praise in this world is as precious as a box full of the finest jewels. "Esthysia! We get to pick our seats today, sit next to me!" Daisy chose a seat in the back row, which might be beneficial. Ayalien carrying two bags dropped one with my name on it next to me, then continued to walk to the empty seat two seats away from Daisy. Considering what "mother" stated this morning to Ayalien, those two bags are most likely the one's we left earlier yesterday. A familiar man from our realm, Ayaliens personal knight came into the classroom. With a brooch that reads out "vice principal". All the conversations between the students had stopped as they saw his face. Just how much more scary might he be in this puny world?
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My Dear Sister
Ficción históricaMy beloved older sister, Ayalien. the center of attention every town you go, her name follows. What if it were I, who ruled the towns talk? Just imagine. The newspapers, "Esthysia becoming the next successor of the throne!" I drool just thinking abo...