Rachael/Ann's POV
I live~! Ha, it's been two freaking years huh, this girl's sure has a stubborn ass. Sup dudes, for now I'll take over Rachael's body. As what my so called brother told you guys, I, Ann (A/n: the name 'Ann' Rachael's second name, Rachael Ann Phill) was created by a part of her brain due to stress, emotions and other kinds of sh*t. Well, that's what her psychiatrist told them.
The first time I came out was when Rachael was 10 years old. That was five years ago, when their father left them. She was always a daddy's girl, that the day her father left them, also left her great pain. At a young age, she was having hysteria, nightmares, and the unbearable agony. I was living in her, watching the world around her from her own view. And seeing her like that, seeing her dazed and looking outside through her window, waiting for someone she already knew that will never come back again, hurts me like f*ck.
I can't stand it anymore. I have to do it, I have to take over her body. I have to let her rest. While she's sleeping peacefully inside this body, I'll take over for the meantime, I'll protect her.
"Yo." I was walking down the hallway when I heard a voice behind me, I looked back while raising an eyebrow. It was one of those jerks that I first saw when I woke up.
"What do you want?" I asked coldly. He was just staring at me, with questioning eyes. "You know me?" He asked. Know you? Ha~of course I know you, you're that stupid jerk whom they called the hot badass leader of some heartthrob sh*t. "No." I answered coldly again. His expression changed from emotionless into an annoyed kinda look. Funny.
"Is that so?" He snorted."I can see that your not Rachael. You don't act like her; you're colder, more badass, and even a little bit boyish." He was stroking his imaginary beard while looking at me from head to toe. "Piss off." I hissed then walked away. I haven't taken my sixth step when a hand stopped me from my tracks.
"How dare you walk away from me while I'm still talking to you!" He had these furious eyes, raging from anger. While I on the other hand, had stayed my cool and gave him an emotionless look. I forcefully took his hand off my arms and gave him a piece of my own signature glare. Since I'm subconsciously taken over this body, I can control hidden strength that this body have. That's why I can take Cesar's hands off easily, I won't lie, his grip was strong.
"Listen to me bastard, better sense the mood. As you can see, I'm not Rachael," I leaned forward while giving him my death glare, "So I'll return the favor. 'How dare you talk to me like that?!" He stood their with awe, no signs of horror in his eyes. This guy sure can hold his ground. I took my leave, leaving him stood their without a word. I better get to class.
Xerxes POV
The shocking psychological transformation of Rachael, took us all a little bit of time to hold a grip to it. After Rachael---I mean 'Ann' left all of us boys behind earlier, Cesar left first and went after Ann. That's then we all snapped out of our daze and went after them too.
Darn Cesar was fast! I--we can't find him anywhere. That was then we heard shouting through the hallways. It's them! I was about to run towards Cesar when Rick grabbed hold the back of my collar to stop my tracks. "Darn it! Why'd yo-" He didn't let me finish my complain when he placed his index finger on my lips to shush me, then when I gave in he pointed towards Cesar and Ann where, I averted my gaze to the two when...
"Listen to me bastard, better sense the mood. As you can see, I'm not Rachael," She she and leaned towards Cesar whom I saw backed away an inch. "So I'll return the favor. 'How dare you talk to me like that?!" Ann left Cesar stood there, in a state of 'shock'? Well, no one dared to raise their voice at Cesar like that. Sigh.
By the way. Cesar never backed away from someone before, not even an inch! This girl gives me goosebumps, not to mention Cesar is the only person who could give me the creeps. That menacing aura, and deathly glare, she sure is something.
But I still don't like her!
"Cesar!" I called out to him. He snapped then looked to my direction, and...he's not pissed?! "Wha-" I was about to ask something when he suddenly laughed.
"Dude, I'm worried," Rick started, looking so agitated. The others darted him with an approving look, but Cesar just stared at him with questioning eyes, "You didn't fight back, you're getting soft. Are you perhaps gay?" Cesar snapped, we all braced for impact, but Rick still had that stoic expression on his face.
"Shut up" He then left us there and marched to who knows-where.
I was scared that I even hold my breath. "He surprisingly managed to hold his anger." Bryle was stroking his imaginary beard while thinking about this sudden mystery, everyone nodded then also stroke their imagery beard. He does have a point though, usually he would already beat Rick resulting of him being half dead. But now---
We're brought back to reality by the sound of the school bell, signaling the start of our classes. "Aw~first period is Math, I'll just sleep through it." Rey pouted. Darn this fruit cake. He sometimes gets me in the nerves. I don't even know how he got in the gang with that childish play.
"Now now, as much we all wanna shoot that darn prof on the head, we can't reveal that we're gangsters whom killed numerous people." Rick stated calmly and shoving us all to our classes. Surprisingly, other than Cesar, I like Rick. Perhaps it's because of his motherly tenderness, yet there's just something about him that I can't take in just because he seems to be a mother. He's a guy. - _ -
"Alright. Let's just worry about the two after we survive this hell of a boring class." Bryle said sheepishly. This guy...I have nothing against him. He just have this easy-go-lucky personality, he even sometimes hits on girls. But if you know him better, he gets embarrassed and even felt guilt from time to time. Yet if you ticked his dark side, you can't stop his blood lust, that's why he becomes Cesar's right hand.
I on the other hand, I'm only a dog who adores Cesar. Since I was young I loved science. I was good in any areas of it, but one sure got my interest more, it was at the areas of chemical reactions, explosives, shortly it's chemistry. At the age of ten both my parents died in a fire accident, none of my relatives want to adopt me so I became an orphan, but I got sick of that place and ran away. When I was caught by some mafia bastard who heard about my talent with explosives, they hunt me down and forced me to work for them. Of course I refused, but they were stubborn as hell, when I was beaten to a pulp, Cesar saved me from them. He was the first person to stretch his arms at my aid. Even though he didn't really asked me to join them, I was welcomed. Everything I have now, is all thanks to him.
3rd Person's POV
The awaited bell that most students wanted to hear has finally come. Ann was on her way to the rooftop to have lunch when a figure sprouted in front of her from out of nowhere. It's just him...
"What?" The girl asks, folding her arms while eyeing his brother. Gave just stood there for a minute, hesitant to ask.
"You knew right?" With that question, the air around them became tensed and it was unbearable.
She glared at Gave with painful and angry eyes, "Why didn't you told her? She deserves to know! Do you wanna see her in that condition again like five years ago?!" Ann blurted, clenching her hands trying to fight back from even making the situation worst.
"So that's why you took over her body again?" The boy asked seriously, Ann became silent for a moment, thinking wether to tell the truth or not. "Yeah, partly." She answered, seeing Gave's reaction, made her shrugs.
He moved closer to the girl's form, "What do you mean?" Stitching his eyebrows together then leaned to his sister, "She's been uneasy this past few days, because of that she's always been down and worrying about it that she haven't taken enough sleep too. Most importantly, I'm also worried because she's been hanging around those guys." She glared at the boy, signing to back off, "You're always with her, though you already know those boys are dangerous, you still let her be with them. Shame on you." With that she didn't even looked back at his brother and continued to walk towards the rooftop. For some reason she was right, Gave knew how much danger his sister was in, but he just let things happen.
Gave was left there, whom was just starting at the girl whom he lost sight of in a matter of time. He too have to do his own business, finding a way to protect 'his own' sister.
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Teen FictionI'm not that smart. I'm not that beautiful. I'm not that rich. I'm just simple. I'm just me. But why me? Of all the people in the world, why choose a girl like me? ------------------------------------------------------------------ Rachael Ann Phil...