The Fey Girl

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HEY HUMAN BEANS! ITS BEEN AGES! I TOOK A COMPLETE WRITERS BLOCK AND DECIDED I COULD NOT BE BOTHERED TO GIVE YOU GUYS A TERRIBLE CHAPTER SO I WROTE A SMALL AND HOPEULLY GOOD ONE. I KNOW THE STORY SO FAR IS BORING BUT I PROMISE THE BEST IS YET TO COME! ONWARDS BEANS! BECCA <3

I wake up half on my bed, half on my sister. I move slowly to get off the bed as to not wake up Tanya. I pad over to the mirror and look into it, Careful not to make my footsteps too loud. The girl that stares back at me in the mirror is flawless, She has violet hair, violet eyes, high cheekbones, a strong angular jaw and her skin Is perfect and pale. I stumble backwards and fall into the bed, Waking Tanya up. ''What the heck are you doing, Freak'' Tanya mumbles into my pillow.
"I look different T! Look at me!'' I cry, Not caring if I wake up my aunt
"Baby don't worry everything will be okay'' My aunt croons, Like I was just a child. At some point my aunt must have entered my bedroom after I woke her with my sobbing.
"Violet, There is nothing different about you'' Tanya gently tells me, sitting on my bed clutching a pillow. ''How about you go back to sleep, Maybe the stress of the wedding is making you paranoid'' My aunt says the last bit slowly, Cautious that I might freak out at her. I nod my head gently, letting my violet hair fall down over my eyes. My sister hops off the bed and takes my arm, Mumbling softly about something useless, and leads me to the bed. I crawl into the cold bed and watch as my sister pulls the covers up, Waiting for them both to leave so that I can sleep. They silently slip out of the room, dimming the light on the way out before closing the door with a gentle thump.

I don't know when I fell asleep, Heck I don't even remember waking up. Every muscle in my arms and legs feel too tight and I'm pretty sure my neck is messed up too. I reach over and lift my phone, Trying to check the time. The phone is out of charge. Typical. I half fall off the bed, Reaching across the room to grab the charger that is just out of my reach. I give up and slide off the bed face first, Scraping my stomach against the bed . I cry out ''Owch! God darn it!'' The scrape on my stomach burns like a mini fire. I realise that I should be in school but I just decided I don't want to, So I crawl on my hands a knees over to the bed and climb back in, Content for the moment that I am not worried about school.

I prop myself up on my elbows and take my phone off the charge, making sure that I don't need to charge it right away, Before opening up facebook and looking at my notifications. The typical attack of usless statuses pops up and one friend request, I click the friend request to see it and at that sudden moment my phone flashes before turning off, Out of charge. I sigh dramatically before attaching the phone to the charger.

When the phone finishes taking its long long looong time to get to thirty percent charged I open up facebook and look at the friend request. The name I don't recognise so I look at the picture. The face smiling back at me is non other than the odd man who followed me yesterday.