~Carter's P.O.V
The plan worked just how I wanted it to. I know I shouldn't have taken her contacts but it's for the best. Brianna needs someone and that someone is Angel. Maybe my decision wasn't the right one but she'll thank me later.
I stick my hand in my pocket and feel the plastic of Brianna's contact case, whistling as I start to walk home from school but stop when 'Stephanie' steps in front of me.
"What do you want?", I ask.
"Let's make a deal", she crosses her arms, with smirk on her face. Just standing there she gives off an evil aura which makes my body go stiff.
"Why would I want to make a deal with you?"
"You need something and I want something"
"You don't know anything about me"
"Oh, but I do"
I narrow my eyes at her, "Tell then, what do I need?"
"To find your mom"
My face pales. How could she possibly know that? Not even Brianna knows that.
"How do you know I'm adopted?"
"As I said I know a lot more than you think. I can help you if you help me"
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~Brianna's P.O.V
I look around for Carter but I can't find him. I keep looking until I find him by the school car park exit .
I approach him with a wide smile until I notice someone else. I squint my eyes to see who it is. My breath is caught in my throat when I realize it's the girl who is pretending to be me. I slowly continue making sure they don't hear my footsteps. I still remember when she tried to make a deal with me this morning:
"Hey Brianna, wait up!", someone says from behind me.
I look over my shoulder, my hair whipping sharply to the other side. I see Angel's friend approaching me with a smile on her face. I wait impatiently for her to finally come beside me.
I look forward again,"What do you want?"
"I need your help", her smile slides off and a smirk replaces it with malicious spark in her eyes.
"With?", I say cautiously, not taking my eyes off her in case she tries to do something to me.
"I know you work for the big boss cause I do too"
"So?", my face pales and my face becomes stone at hearing the words 'big boss'.
"You and I both want the same thing. If you help me, I'll help you"
"And what is it that I want?"
"Freedom. Help me and get it.", 'Stephanie crosses her arms.
"I rather be dead and gone before I help you. I've got myself way to deep already", I hiss.
"You're not even curious about what I need help with?", she presses on.
"What do you want help with?", I ask curiously.
"Help me finish the big boss' project then we'll all be free"
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There Is More To Me (The Mind Puzzle)
Teen Fiction"Thank God I took art", I say softly to myself as I look down at the canvas in front of me and shake the spray paint bottle before spraying on the first puzzle piece. Angel White is severely bullied and friendless at Ocean High. She loves food but...