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Changed (May)

"Harry! What are you doing here!?" I ask. "Why, to ruin your evening! What else!?" He asks sarcastically. "What will you do to me?" I ask while I grab my hairbrush. "What good will that hairbrush bring to you? I'm immortal! I can never die!" he brags to me. I run towards him and push the hairbrush in his eye. He yells so loudly in my ear that I feel it bleeding. I take out the brush and watch him bleed terribly. Suddenly, the bleeding stops and he walks to my face. He grabs me by the hair and he pushes me towards the wall. I press my hand to my nose and it comes out dark red with blood. I turn around and remove my heels that James bought for me. I use it to stab him once again in the eyes. I push him out the window while he still can't see. I quickly go to the bathroom and stare at myself. NO BLOOD OR BRUISES! How can this be!? Why doesn't it show? Could it be I'm like him? I dismiss the thought immediately. I turn on the faucet and wash my face. I remove all the make-up and I change into sleeping clothes. I lie down on my bed and I close my eyes.

When I open my eyes once again, it's already 6:00. I'm almost late for school. I immediately go to the bathroom and take a warm bath. I change into the yellow dress James bought for me and I wear the red heels he bought for me. I go down and duck my head to avoid looking at my family. I close the front door quietly. I walk towards school and I hear laughing girls behind me. I walk faster and I hear terrible words behind me. "What are you wearing weirdo? Where did you find it? By the trashcan? HAHAHAHA!" one of the girls say. I turn around and see that it's the meanest girl in school, Patricia Ysabel Marie. She's with her other friends, Joy and June. I reach out and slap Pat in the face. "Where'd you get that face? Probably the same place where I put my trash. And how about that stomach? Maybe you stole it from other people that's why a lot of children are skinny" I reply menacingly. "HOW DARE YOU!" she reaches out and tries to slap me. I grab her hand and slap the other side of her face. "Please stop talking. It's starting to smell bad Pat" I tease her. I turn around and walk away. I soon reach the school and I enter the hallways. I can feel all eyes are on me. I look at the floor then suddenly I'm being pushed to the wall. "Sorry! The hallway is so small and you're so big!" a boy says. I stand up and face him. "What's your problem huh? I did nothing wrong to you. Infact, You were the one that couldn't fit in!" I yell at him. "In size and in looks!" I add quickly. He runs to me and I dodge his attack. He bumps his face in a locker. "You're going to pay for that!" he yells at me. "Oh sorry, I didn't know that I was the stupid one who hit his face in a locker. My bad! FATSIE!" I reply. He rubs his nose and he stands up. I walk away quickly and I feel a hand on my shoulder. "What's happening to you? You've changed!" James tells me. I think about this. I really have changed! I became tough! I'm not shy anymore. "Last night Harry was at my room and I shoved him out of my window. This morning Pat teased me and I slapped her. Help me what's wrong with me???" I ask him tremblingly. "I don't know what's wrong with you. Maybe it's the make-over" he concludes. "Well, let's ask the girl who changed me" I say. "No wait! I know what happened!" he suddenly yells out. Everybody stares at him. "I know what happened but I can't explain yet. I'll explain when prom comes here" he tells me. "But why?" I ask him. "It's only two weeks away!" he tells me. "But..." he cuts me off. "I can't tell you yet!" he says "I got to get to class now!" he says. "Okay then" I reply. I go to my class and to the next with the change following me until I get home and sleep. It also follows me until the next day and the next. I'm getting weirded out now.