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Chapter 3; A Different Excuse ✔✔(Wed &Thursday)

I was stuck thinking about what had happened earlier today. I was in Geography class today where we were just learning about who knows what. I had already finished the syllabus last year since I knew I wanted to do it then and I got it before everyone else.

But back to the matter at hand. Let me fill you in on what had happened. After the whole thing where he switched back up to himself or whatever and then found out that I knew, he kind of just stalked off. He literally glared at me, got up picking up the black shoulder bag and walked off.

Bell rang dismissing school so consequently, the class ended and I basically ran out of the building. I walked home briskly (although I don't like to walk) with thoughts racing through my mind. I wanted to know more about this so-called "Multiple Personality" Shane had.

I pushed through the white front door of my house knocking off my bag.

"How was your day?" My mother asked\shouted from another room as she heard the door open.

"Regular, but I have homework so I can't talk right now," I informed her and sped up the little number of stairs to my room.

"Okay," She replied.

Opening my beige coloured door, I undressed, kicking my clothes in the short blue basket to the corner of my room and took a quick but healthy-enough shower.

I dressed in shorts and a tank top with my headband (for dramatic purposes) and water bottle ready to begin. I plopped down on the chair that was placed by my desk-top my fingers in go mode. I turned my computer on starting the whole drawn-out start-up mode. I was going to find out more about my friend. Well he wasn't my friend technically, Ché was but I'm sure there is a part of him that is Ché like. Or is Ché (Pun Intended). I crack myself up sometimes. Plus I had to interview him tomorrow.

In conclusion, I searched the web and found nothing helpful. Just that there are different effects on different people so one person may seem as though they actually have a whole other person living inside them which according to health.facts.org is when you are possessed and another person may just have a personality disorder and so the list went on. So I really didn't find anything much useful on Shane, it really just depended on the person. I would have to ask him-which I wasn't going to do.

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I got out of my bed sleep-infested putting on my glasses, brushing my teeth and doing the usual hygiene stuff. I dressed in white vans, black leggings and a white T-shirt with black, dog paw-prints.

"Hey sweetie," my mom kissed my cheeks and handed me my plate of breakfast. She had made eggs and sausage with orange juice and I smiled up happily.

"Hey ma," I answered back all chirpy. I looked up at my mother. She had straight light brown hair reaching her back and a very sweet smile. She gave off the aura of friendly and welcoming with her shiny attitude. But don't be fooled; she's a beast.

"How did you sleep?"

"Lovely, you?" She answered and I nodded. She leaned against her marble counters that she adored so much that she would kill you if you didn't use a coaster. She held her daily morning cup of tea in hand and watched me as I ate as she did almost every day.

I finished my meal quickly and washed up leaving for school. Classes drawled on but I handled it with ease because I had a purpose to fulfil.

At lunch hour, after I ate, read a lil bit---just a lil bit and tried to pull my courage-that had long sunken to my toes-up, I marched over to Shane's bench and no surprise... he was there.

"What do you want?" he asked before I had time to call him out. Every day I get hit by how handsome this boy is, it is seriously shocking. He looked like he popped straight out of a 'My Teen Billionaire ' Wattpad novel.