Changing the Villainess' story

Prologue

Scribbling on the papers, dim light produced by the lamp, some soft music playing in the distance, papers and books messy and scattered on the desk, foot tapping on the floor.

A young teenage girl was trying to write in the middle of the night. The clock shows the time of 2:47am. Her hand running on her dark curly locks, while the other was working with a pencil in between the fingers. Emerald orbs keep glancing at the small glowing screen beside her working arm and another large screen in front of the girl.

Frustrated huffs, clicking of tongue and exhausting sighs were heard from her lips. Papers flipping and keyboard tapping for a small time joins in the small sound of the music in the four corners of the room.

After some time, the girl finally gives a long breath as she puts down her pencil and leans back on her chair with her hands on her head.

"Finally... Finished..."

Holly stood up and keeps all her things in place, cleaning her desk, closing her laptop, and turning the music off. Her feet drags her to the soft bed where she tucks herself in, getting all comfortable and relaxed from the whole day of thinking, writing and studying.

A soft sigh came out her lips as she turns off the lamp light and lies down on the bed.
"Almost finished. Just a little more and I’ll be done with college."

She spoke to herself. Her eyelids closed and her mind mentally shutting down after the exhausting day just looking at the books and listening to the professor's yapping. The young girl drifts off to sleep, shutting down completely with the world and things around her.

Turning at Holly sleeps on most comfy bed, she hears the birds chirping. A knock on her room door was heard. The girl hears someone out there saying something and it made her wake up to the sunlight that came through the windows. With a few blinks awake, her vision was still blurry and unclear. Surprise and panic came to her mind at the same time.

It was morning.

I’m late…

Holly quickly sat up on her bed in a hurry, but something didn't sit right to her from that moment. The girl made a few more blinks before scanning and checking her surroundings.

Red coral colored walls. Orange designs on some corners she sees. Crimson on the things she gazes upon the furnitures. Her mind processes the strange combinations of hue that surrounded her. This is far normal than her own room and questions start to grow inside her brain while being dumbfounded.

What is this place?

A knock on the door was still going, following with a woman's voice that says, "Madam Quinn... You're breakfast is prepared. M-may I come in?"

Holly was confused. She looks at the door and tilts her head. She's never heard a voice like that before. And who is this Quinn? With a few seconds of silence, she spoke.

“You may come in.”

What's this? Even her voice has changed. Her eyes widened in disbelief. What is happening to her? How did this happen to her? The only thing she knows is that she was finishing up an essay that she finally finished early in the morning that was due in 10am... But she can't pass that essay now. Now that she is in this unfamiliar place she has never even been. Her hand went to her throat, all so confused about the changes that came by when she slept.

As the door opens, revealing a maid with a tray in hand — must be the 'breakfast' she says — Holly just examined her. Looking from hair to shoes, confirmed, she has never seen this woman in her life.
The maid placed her food on the table beside the bed. The woman stepped a bit away, her body shaking, from what?

“Enjoy your… breakfast… Madam Quinn…”

An irritated sigh came out of her lips as she was still processing this place. She looks at the tray with food on the table then back at the maid with her eyebrows furrowing.

“May I ask you a question? Real quick...”

The maid nervously nodded, her hands holding each other as if to prepare for what's bout to come and gasps deeply.

“Who’s Quinn?”

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