Find Your Alice

Chapter one: painful pilot

In this world there is a place, a place which paths cross. This world holds every Alice and every white rabbit known to be. The classic to the horror. Each one paired and matched to continue their version of the story. Down the rabbit while they go, each one lost once they are found. Each white rabbit is made into existence once an Alice with potential is born. Boy, girl, non binary, any Alice is chosen even if that isn't their name. Each white rabbit is made different colors and different names, to no parents. They just pop into the world to match the Alice. Though if you don't find your Alice by 20 years of age you are likely never find them and fade from existence. Or so it is told by elders of the story holders. I am 19, I haven't found my Alice yet, and I am afraid. It is edging close to my birthday and my friends all left me with their Alice's, they all gave up hope. Is that what I should do? Just give up looking and just fade? My body began to shiver as I rubbed my eyes as tears slipped. Just look at me, I looked to a mirror and winced at my red eyes. Eyes are a emerald green, hair short messy silver. Fairly pale skin with brown freckles and a black line across my nose. Why do I have to look like this? My ears slightly bent forward covering themselves. It's strange, my taste has changed so much since I have appeared in this world yet I don't know why. My clothes are baggy and don't fit my body properly as I pulled my dark colored sweater closer to my body and my sweatpant covered legs closer to myself. "ARIA!" I heard my name being yelled as I lifted my head and turned towards my door not making a sound. "Come on miss pouty I think I have found you someone to call your own!" A sigh left my mouth as I got up. It isn't gonna be true Isla, you haven't found the one. I shook my head getting that thought out as I faked a smile and wiped my eyes before opening the door looking at my roommate who is 16. She has found her Alice yet both of them try helping me. I am not sure why. Isla was a beautiful lady, long dirt blond hair that curled at the tips. Always wore make up with classic red lipstick covering her lips. Round silver glasses covering her grey eyes. "Isla, who is it that you might have found?" I spoke in a calm yet seeming cold answer. She ignored my tone and spoke in a bubbly happy tone, "your Alice of course!" She clapped her hands together and pulled me out of my room making me stumble on my socks. "A-ah careful!" I yelled as I pulled my arm away from her as she pulled at the same time making us both fall. We ended up going down the stairs both tumbling over each other only for Isla to be on top of me at the bottom of the steps her glasses gone her hair a mess and her neat clothes messed up. She painted as I groaned, "idiot!" I pushed her off and sat up feeling my blood pumping through my body. I'm gonna feel that tomorrow, I growled as I felt something wet and looked at my hand only to see blood. Where did that come from?
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This is a story I have had in my head for a while and thought I should at least have one chapter so people can see this. I'm not sure if this has been done by anyone else but I am enjoying this idea and what I have in mind. Hope you guys will like it. If you don't that is alright. Note the cover will be changed when I can get to it.