The Novella

Chapter 1 / pilot

Smooth linen unfirls from my body, drool sliding down my cheek.

I hate mornings.

The sun woke me up this morning, long streaks of yellow and orange pouring through the cracks in my blinds. I rub my hand through my hair-well, try to. My hand gets caught on massive rats nests as I get up, stretching my legs so as not to fall down.

Pulling on a pair of pants i walk out into my apartment kitchen, turning on the coffe machine and plopping down on my couch. As my favourite pink mug twirls in my hand, the loud ringing of my doorbell jolts me from a daze. My feet make softs thuds on the floor and I grasp the doorknob and swing open the mahogany door.

And thats when my brain stops.

Standing there in front of me, is the spitting image of my favourite book character, brown hair tousled from the wind i presume, sleeves of his blue plaid shirt rolled up to his elbows, black skinny jeans accentuating every curve. I look up and blush a shade of red, realizing im in my pajamas checking this stranger out.

A little gasp leaves me as I look into his eyes, a green so startling I can't help but Stop and stare. He's radiant.

Hey! I just want you to know that you're my favourite book character and I know how it ends. And we need to change your ending, there isn't much time left!"

He pushed past me, leaving me stunned in the doorway of my house.

"EXCUSE ME? WHO THE HELL ARE YOU!?"

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"Okay, so how high are you right now?"

The doppelganger stares at me, eyes glinting mischievously.

"If you're asking high on drugs, well I've never done drugs. Buut, high from excitement, oh dear I believe I'm above the atmosphere!"

Oh he's high. For sure.

"Okay, well could you just leave my apartme-"

"Macy Eliza Turner I am not leaving your side until I have prevented your inevitable death! And that is final."

Now this would be the part where we jump into eachothers arms, and go and save my life. But thats not how it happened.

Instead I start having an anxiety attack.

"Wha- how do you know my name!? Whats going on? Holy fuck! I think im going to-"

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Linen cocoons me into the comfort of my bed, and my body swivels to the left, only to colide with a boulder. My head tilts up and i pull open my eyes. Memories of this morning flood my senses, and i scream, scrambling to get away from the stranger on my bed. My hand reaches out behind me, grabbing only air and strong hand encircle my waist, pulling me back onto the mattress.

"What the fuck? You couldve died right there! You have to be more careful for godsakes!"

My eyes stare unseeing at the boiling man in front of me and i turn as red as a thousand tomatoes seeing my legs straddling his waist. Turning away, i get up and walk to my closet throwing on one of my favoured rugby sweaters.

"What do you mean die? I wouldve just fallen on the floor, maybe-"

"No! You were supposed to die this morning, drinking coffee that was too hot and burning your esophagus! Dont you see? Anything you do can kill you, thats the whole reason im here, so you dont DIE!"

He's out of breath now, and so am i. The oxegyn doesnt seem to enter my lungs, i cant breathe. Is he telling the truth? Is this real? Whats going to happen now?

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605 words^^^

Okay so its a short first chapter hut thats okay. Im the author, my name is Holly :-P

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