Reincarnated Into A?? ~ (Completed)

Chapter 1

They say life passes between your eyes the moment you die. I guess they were right.

One moment I was laying in bed, and the next a car comes and crashes into me. I don’t know what's worse, the fact that I didn’t get a chance to compete with my friends or that I won't get to see my sister again.

I lived a very normal life. Born into a family that give support for anything you chose to do and gifted with a talented and beautiful sister. Somewhere along the way I guess I developed a sister complex.

She was smart, nice and innocent. I only wished I could have been a better influence on her. But lucky she didn't follow the example I put out for her. I’m a very social person, sometimes I would return home drunk but she always looked out for me. Seeing her heals me.

It freaks me out sometimes when I think that I'm related to her. She looks so different from me. I originally have straight orange hair and brown eyes, but she has luscious brown curls and the purest green eyes. I don't know why I'm so attached, I have other friends who look just as pretty. Maybe because she's blood-related and actually lets me play with her.

My other friends are just plain rude. Even though I'm older than them, they just yell at me, justifying it as teaching me to better myself. We have been friend since elementary. We even formed a dance crew and beat all the rivaling teams. We were about to go to an actual competition. It was for today, but this morning a drunken driver went and crashed into the house. Thank god nobody else was here. I can just imagine the looks on my friends face when I don't show up, their going to be so mad.

Sorry, I died.

Well it's time to say goodbye to Lily Reid, a 17 year old delinquent.

Or not. For some reason I feel like I'm still alive. If not, I'm in hell. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. My brain feels like it's about to implode. I can't even start to describe this pain.

Slowly, memories of spoiled brat started to play in my head. It's starts from the age of two and ends at the age of six. At first, I thought she was the cutest thing but don't let looks preserve you, soon her silky black hair seemed like the nightmares everyone wants to avoid; her eyes even had a red glint, what a pity they were such a pretty golden. I don't even know who this little girl is but she was named Lilac Ritake, from what I can assume she was raised in the U.S., however, just recently her family moved back to Japan. This girl was spoiled. She is a rich little thing. She even forced everyone to call her princess. Her parents loved her, giving her whatever she wanted. Turning her into a little bully. She threw tantrums and screamed whenever she didn't get what she wanted. She was even turned into a two-faced demon acting all cute around everyone with standing.

Oh my god, why am I even going on a tangent. It not even my life to judge.

The memories finally subsided, the pain stopped; when I opened my eyes, I saw a  modern style room. It was decorated with a canopy bed and a lounging area to the left. On the right was a double door and next to it was a singular door.  I'm really confused, where am I? Shouldn’t I be in the hospital? I mean I'm still assuming I'm alive right?