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6. Plan Change. I'm Not Amara Parish Anymore!

6. Plan Change. I'm not Amara Parish Anymore!

"Ow, Ow, Ow, Owwwww!!!" I screamed, "You're poking my eyes out, woman!"

    "Shut up. You can't put these god damn lenses on yourself." Tams snapped. She continued poking my eyes. After she was done, she brought out the wig and fixed it nicely on my head. She applied some eye liner and lipgloss, during which I complained and screamed my lungs out but in the end Tams just slapped me to be quiet. What a loving sister I have. Sigh.

      "Ok, so your bag is ready with your clothes and books. Remember to switch during the break and take Dayna with you because I'm sure you'll need help. Make sure the restroom is empty. Got it? Oh, and I made a change to your plan, you're not Amara Parish, you're gonna be someone completely different. You're Amara Jones. I figured the whole twin thing would be a little difficult for you to pull off" Tams explained.

     "Yep, got it! Wait what?" I looked at her, horrified.

      She changed the whole plan?!?!

     "Yeah, it's way easier now because nobody will be like oh my god! Maya has a hot twin that we didn't know about. Where was she this whole time?! Some crap like that. I informed all your teachers and everything. You need to go to Mrs.Meyer for your schedule and locker number."

      Tams handed me the keys to my prius and nearly pushed me out of the door. "Go, or else you'll be late on your first day!"

      "Bu-but the whole plan... You changed it." I babbled.
  
      "Trust me on this one. Jenna and I discussed this all the way through. It's a full proof plan!" She grinned, ear to ear.

    It kind of is easier. Why didn't I think of it before? Man, I gotta say my sister outsmarts me some of the times.

      I waved her goodbye. And walked over to my car. I was wearing denim jeans with a tank top and converse. Tams let me have a say in this atleast.

     I got in my car and sullenly drove to school. It was just a ten minute drive so I wasn't late. Thankfully. I parked my car in the furthest part of the school's parking lot. I shut the engine and sighed.

*****

First day of school. The thought hadn't settled in yet

    "I can't do this." You gotta do it.
   
     "I can't!" you can.

     "Ok, now I'm just being delirious and talking to myself."

     I hastily got out of the car, "It's now or never." I sighed in contempt and walked towards the school doors. I could feel the eyes of a few students.

     I entered the hallway, my palms drenched in sweat and I wouldn't stop fidgeting. Get a hold on yourself, Maya-sorry, Amara JONES. I stopped fidgeting and rubbed my palms on my jeans to get the sweat off. I stood straight and started to walk with an air of confidence that I don't know from where, popped up.

   "Who's she?" a girl asked her friend.

    "New girl, maybe?" She replied.

    "Damn! She's hot!" a guy muttered.

Hot? I'm looking hot? Ha, who knew nerdy Maya would actually look hot.

    I walked towards the secretary's office to get my schedule. I already knew it before hand but I had to keep the new girl aura around.

    The secretary looked at me, bewildered. "Hey Mrs. Meyer! It's Maya. Can I get my schedule and locker number and code as  Amara Jones? " I whispered.

     "Yes, I have it here!" She smiled and opened one of her drawers and took out a tiny piece of paper which she handed to me, "Good luck with your project, darling." She winked.

     You see, all the teachers love me. Perks of being a nerd, I guess. Mrs. Meyer basically treated me as her own child.

     I smiled, "Thanks, Mrs. Meyer!" I walked out of the office and headed to my locker, I mean Amara's locker. I reached the locker and shoved my entire bag inside it.

     "Hi! Are you new here?" a nasally voice chirped from behind me. I turned to look at the witch. Ashley.
  
      "Uh-huh." I replied, forcing myself not to grit my teeth. That very minute Chase came and hung his arm around Ashley. He looked at me up and down and smirked. Shit, did he not realize it's me! Hahahahahaha!!

     "I'm Ashley and this is my boyfriend, Chase!" She smirked.

      "Amara Jones." I replied flatly and headed for my first class. After a few minutes, a hand touched my shoulder. I turned around swiftly and came face to face with Chase.

      "Hey! I couldn't properly introduce myself back there. I'm Chase Bradshaw and I'm not Ashley's boyfriend. She's a little delusional." He muttered, shyly.

      I wanted laugh so badly. Chase was being shy!! Aww!!
 
     "Loser." I laughed.

      Chase looked at me, bewildered. A few seconds later, realisation dawned on him, "I'm gonna go and die in a hole now."

      "I can't believe you checked me out!" I laughed. "Please, don't. You look so different. Wait, didn't you introduce yourself as Amara Jones?" Chase asked.

       "Yep. The twin thing has changed. Tams and Jenna's idea." I explained.

      "Oh! It's better. C'mon, I'll take you to your first class that is-" he snatched the tiny paper from my hand and read, "English. Perfect, I've got English too."

      We both walked together to class.

*****

"We have a new student in our class!" Mrs. Hartnett announced. She gestured me to get up and stand near her.

      I hastily got up from my chair and walked to the front of the class. "Introduce yourself to your new classmates." Mrs. Hartnett very well knew who I really was but this was just basic protocol. If I have to he popular, I need to be confident.

     "Hey! My name is Amara Jones! I just moved here to Chicago from Vancouver, Canada." I said, making up stuff on spot. I smiled at everybody and headed back to my seat.

      During class I could hear whispers about me but I shrugged it off and continued listening to Mrs. Hartnett's lecture. But all I could think about was...

      Amara Jones has got to be popular.

Today's the 10th!
Here's another chapter!
I made a change in the storyline as you can see! It was my plan from the start.
Hope you all like Amara Jones!

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