Your POV:

I've decided...

I'm going too let Cynthia out.

It's time..

I want her too make everything right....again..

I dragged myself out of bed and headed for the shower.

But first, I need too try and freshen up and get me some breakfast.

My stomach seemed to claw at my skin with hunger, as if it was trying to get out and get the food itself.

Pulling my warm pyjamas of my petite figure, I removed my underwear and hopped straight into the shower.

Wow, this is refreshing...

After washing my body, I took the shampoo from the cabinet and rubbed it into my hair.

Everything that's happened so far...

It was all happy and cheerful at first, but now, I'm not so sure.

Rinsing out my wet hair, I stepped out of the shower and grabbed the nearest towel, putting it around my body.

Walking out of the bathroom, I went to the closet and pulled out a (F/C) tee and black leggings with some (S/F/C) converse.

Pulling my hair into a messy bun, I stumbled downstairs too get myself some delicious food.

*Time Skip to after breakfast*

After putting my dish in the sink, I decided that I should try and communicate with Cynthia.

I walked upstairs to my room and collapsed onto my bed.

Hey Cynthia?

Yes Y/N.

When would you like too take control of my body?

Now if you wouldn't mind.

Okay.

And that's when everything went black.

Cynthia's POV~

I sat up on Y/N's bed where her body was last located.

Looking around, I sighed and stretched my arms behind my head.

Ahh, it's nice too be out of Y/N's mind for once.

Getting up, my legs wobbled from lack of use.

Ugh, I have to get used to actually walking around again.

Walking around the room, I looked in a nearby mirror.

Ugh, I looked like I just came out of a garbage dump.

My raven black hair was in huge clumps on top of my head.

Meh, I'm sure Y/N wouldn't mind me using her stuff.

Scrambling around her dresser, I eventually found a comb and de-knotted my hair.

"Ah yes, much better!" My voice was much more lively then I expected, with me not being in the human world for 5 years.

I looked at myself in the mirror.

Jeez, I've really grown up from being a 16 years old. Who knew?

My violet eyes still shinning with the same childish spark as it was five years ago.

Smiling to myself, I dusted off imaginary dust from my jeans and jacket and walked out the room.

What to do first? Y/N has a really nice house.

Scanning the room, my eyes swept over the exit out of the house.

Or I could meet the neighbours!

I should probably make up a quick story for myself so nobody will get suspicious about a complete stranger walking out of their friends home.

After making up my plan, I slipped out of the house and to the nearest home, which was a nice purple house, kinda like my eyes.

Walking over too it, I knocked on the door and waited for it too open.

About a minute later, a girl with black hair and amber eyes opened the door, looking straight at me.

"Do I know you?" She asked, tilting her head in confusion.

"No, we haven't met before." I say in my sweetest tone. "I'm Cynthia Devins. Y/N's best friend." I lied.

Well, technically, it wasn't really a lie. I'm Y/N's sister. Technically. But if i were too say that, they'd get too suspicious, and I don't want too make anything up for that story.

"Aphmau, so, you new around here?" She  asked, her features visibly relaxing at my reply.

"Not really, I came to visit Y/N." I lied, again.

"Speaking of Y/N, where is she?"

"She's currently out!"  I quickly made up, sighing mentally that she took it.

"Okay then,  do you want to come inside?" She asked, "If your Y/N's friend then surely you're a good person."

Aph stepped to the side to let me through.

"Thanks." I said, stepping inside.

I had to admit, it was an amazing looking house.

Walking over to the couch with Aph, we sat down and continued our conversation.

"Since it turns out that Y/N's not in, I wanted to see what her other friends were like."

Well, to figure out the problem between Y/N and Travis, I may as well get on friendly terms with Y/ N's actual friends.

"Oh! Yes I will just call down my roommates, be back in a moment!" Aphmau then left the room.

Well, lets pray that they're as nice and welcoming as Aph was.

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