The smartest children never remain in Johnson City Middle School. Why? It's not because they drop out, get removed, or can't deal with the educational modules. It's because the teachers do not allow smart kids.
The Rules:
1: No asking questions. Jus...
Turning me into Rachel was a long and interesting process. Aaliyah had cut off my hair until it reached my ears. If I ever make it out of here alive, I'll have to cry about my hair later. However, I wasn't the only one who went through this process. Rachel did too. They had sewed my hair onto hers and had made her look like me!
"She's ready," Aaliyah says, stepping away from me.
"Wow," Scott crosses his arms as if he had done a great job.
"Can I look?" I ask.
"Mirror's over here, follow me," Aaliyah says.
I follow her to a small room that I had never noticed before. The room is big enough for one person and it's not all completely white. The wall is brown. I'm not saying it is painted brown, it's brown, soiled, molded, and decayed. I want to hold my nose but I don't because I might ruin the makeup.
"Why is the wall so disgusting?" I ask Aaliyah.
She replies with a shrug. "I'm not sure, but they didn't want to fix it.
"Ew," I say. I take a look at myself in the mirror and see that the results are just...wow. I look exactly like Rachel. The makeup, the hair, the skin tone. I was a whole new person. Scott and Aaliyah were even able to sew the skin back on my hand. My hand isn't perfect. You can tell something had happened to it, but it would have to do.
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Aaliyah and I walk back inside the roon where Mulan and Gemma are finishing Rachel's makeup. Her body is paralyzed as they finish up the final touches. "You ma'am, have an atonement soon." Gemma says.
Rachel couldn't talk. Her eyes stare at me the whole time, chilling me to the bone. Even though she is now in our control, looking at her makes me nervous. We've been in this room for almost an hour and I know Felix was awake by now, telling someone of our plans.
"Alright," I say. "We need to get rid of her."
Gemma nods. "You're right. there's no time to waste. Announce the atonement for Rachel."
"Me?" My eyes bulge. "I didn't practice my voice! I don't even know who to talk to."
Scott walks me to the front door then places his hand on my shoulder. "Tell the teachers that you had a run in with Cosima. That you're not feeling good and that we helped fixed you up. That way, we're no longer suspects. We work for you," he winks at me. "Rachel."
I nod, understanding that I will have to do my ultimate best. I wave everyone goodbye and walk out of the room.
I head down to the science room where I had my first science class. There are no students inside, just Ben Slovak, the science teacher.
"Mr. Slovak,"I say in a firm voice.
He glances up at me and smiles. "Ah, Rachel. Please come in," he says. Before I walk in, he motions me to stop with the palm of his hand. "Oh, please wear a white gown for now. That's why the students are out. We had to spray."
