What happens when the ugly, lonely loser dies in school. Or does she? This story is based of a episode story called faking death and I highly recommend you read it! This has some changes with the Dolan twins and such. Anyways I hope u enjoy and chec...
I wake up in the morning and grab the clothes I picked out the night before. By the way I also picked up some fashion sense so no need to worry.
I chose to go simple with a black crop top and some denim shorts with my favorite black pumps. I left my hair in my natural curls and I put my clear contacts in.
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I grab my backpack and walk downstairs. I say bye to my dads and start walking to school since it's right there.
When I walked through the doors it was like time stopped. I instantly felt anxious. I walked through the hall and every. Single. Person. Was. Staring. At. Me! What if they recognize me ?!!?!!
I head to the main office and go to the front desk. I see the councillors office. Memories came flooding back.
I walk through the hallway and all eyes are on me. I was different now. More confident and I'm not looking for a relationship after my asshole of an ex so boys better keep it in their pants
I spot a particular pair of boys.
The Dolan twins.
Somethings different now. Ethan. He smirks and looks me up and down. He's wearing all black and he has a blue highlight in his hair. His ears are peirced and he has a cut on his eyebrow.
I look at Grayson and he hasn't changed much. He's still the same cutie. He follows Ethan's gaze and looks at me. He slightly smiles at me and says something to Ethan. Ethan still has his eyes locked on me. I continue walking until the office.
I spot my old locker and see my old pictures and stickers and cards covering it. Along with R.I.P written in big black letters. I stare at the locker and tear up a little. People actually cared.
No they didn't, they only care because you're dead...
Thoughts consume my mind. I feel a tap on my shoulder and I turn around slightly startled.
"Hi, I'm Grayson." Grayson says standing behind me with a slight smile on his face. He looks over to my old locker and we both just stare at it until Grayson speaks up.
"She killed herself" he says barely over a whisper. His voice cracked a little. He looked to the ground and cleared his throat.
"Um I can show you to the office if you want?" He asked politely
I was about to cry. Did he care? Is he seriously this upset because of me??
"Sure" I say with a sympathetic and sad smile.
We start to walk in silence towards the office. I think to say something about before.
"I'm sorry for your loss Grayson" I say placing my hand on his shoulder.
"Thanks. I just wish I could reverse time. Maybe just be her friend and save her. Maybe that was all she wanted. A friend. Her name was y/n. Such a cute name aha" Grayson says giggling a little to not show the one or two tears that fell off of his face
"My names Cloe" I say sticking out my hand for him to shake with a light smile
"Nice to meet you Cloe" Grayson says taking my hand.
"Well here's the office" he says once we reach the front desk.
"Thank you" I say
"Oh and by the way I'm sorry for my brother Ethan, he's really not that much of a dick if you get to know him." Grayson says
Ethan a dick?! That's not possible. He was the sweetest guy ever. Cared about his family, always treated girls with respect and was polite to everyone. Atleast the Ethan I remember was... Has he really changed that much.
"Don't worry about it" I say with a laugh
He responds with a cute giggle and he runs his hand through his hair.
"Cool so imma get going, see ya Cloe" he says walking away
"Bye Grayson" I say waving
Yes my name is obviously not Cloe. But I had to change my name since technically it is illegal to fake your own death. I'm known as Cloe Manro now.
"Hi I'm Cloe manro.. I'm new here?" I see leaning over the desk.
"Yes I have your schedule right here sweetheart" the lady says
"Thank you Mrs Jensen" I say turning around to walk away before I noticed how bad I screwed up. I look back at her
"Um darling how do you know my name?" She asks kindly
"Nametag" I say pointing to the name tag thing posted on the front of her desk
"Dear gosh jolly I'm sorry sweetheart. I forgot that old thing was there." She replies
I smile and turn around to start to walk away again. I look at my schedule and my locker number. I walk over to it and open it. Someone leans against the locker next to me. I think it might just be the persons who's locker it is and I ignore them. I take out some things in my bag and start to place them in my locker. I put up a picture of me and my bestfriend from my old school, a polaroid of my dads and a sticky note. The sticky note had the numbers 14.03.27. I put my binders in my locker and check my schedule. I had an old teacher of mine again.
"Mrs.Davis, room 1304."I gasp and look up to see Ethan Dolan standing there smirking. "Thanks" I say as I look into his eyes. He looks back into mine with a shocked expression
"You sound just like her.." I hear him mumble as I shut my locker
