Lana's pov:
The ticking sound of the clock, matching with the rhythmic sound of raindrops on my windowpane, informed me that it was past 7 PM. I sighed, trying hard not to be disappointed, and get back to the book I was trying to concentrate on. Everything around seemed so dull, maybe due to the cold and dampness that lingered in the atmosphere. It was supposed to be my second day of summer vacation, yet it felt nothing like it. Summer was meant to be bright sun, and me hanging out with my friends. But instead, I was left alone in my room, with nothing to do but getting bored into a book. Feeling no more interested, I closed the book, wrapped the duvet around me tightly as the cold wind started to bite my skin, and looked out the window. The rain has stopped, but the sky was still cloudy and the droplets clinged onto my window glass like pearls. I decided not to bore myself anymore get up from my bed, still wrapping the duvet around me.Looking around my room, I realized that it has been a mess. But first, I have to fix the biggest mess here. Yeah, me! I looked at the mirror only to see a reflection of a girl in T-shirt and messy hair looking back at me. I picked up the comb from my dressing table and began to tame my hair, eventually tying it up into a tight bun. Looking around my room, I decided that cleaning up would be better than doing nothing, even if just to pass the time. I started by gathering the books scattered on my bed and placing them back on the shelves. My gaze then fell on my cluttered desk, and I leaned forward to start tidying it up. Suddenly, I froze as I heard a voice creeping out from behind me. There wasn't supposed to be anyone in my room—or even in the house. My parents were away at a science conference. I turned around slowly, my heart pounding in my chest, straining to hear any other sounds. Just then... 'Um, hello? Can you hear me?'
A hesitant voice spoke. I spun around swiftly and screamed at my horror. I was staring at the mirror, but instead of my reflection, I saw somebody else. It wasn't me at all. It was a boy who looked to be one or two years older than me stood there inside the mirror. He glanced around awkwardly and said, 'Do you know what's going on? Cause I think you just look as shocked as me.'
