How's the story so far? Sorry if its crappy but I hope you'd at least appreciate the work I do. So, even if there really is no one reading this, I'm still going to continue. Now for chapter two.
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-Voice's POV-
"Its not time yet."
Oh was that such a memory.
I remember when I first encountered Kylie.
She used to be a petite 7 year old that already had a mind of a 13 year old.
Now, she has grown into a teenager, although still developing, and can already tell the mistakes she did in the past.
Currently, she may not be stable yet and is still as indecisive like before but I can tell that there IS progress.
I may just seem as an annoying voice to her, but I do more than that.
I may have been inactive for the past 6 years but that doesn't mean I never watched over her.
When the time comes, that's when I'll appear in my true form.
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"Heeyy, wake up already!"
"Tsk, leave me alone.", Kylie says, hiding under a pillow.
(Geez, why can't you listen to me for once?)
"Fine. But I won't listen to your rants if you're late."
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~Kylie's POV~
"Ugh, what time is it?" I say as I ruffle my hair.
(Also, he is not yelling at me. How unusual.)
"Well, I guess I'll get up now."
I take a quick glance at my clock and realize that I just missed the whole morning of classes.
(Oh well.) I sigh and continue to do my daily routine.
(There's nothing to do at school anyway.)
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So, I decided to go to class anyway.
"Ms. Kylie, quite a surprise seeing you here for my class." My teacher suddenly says.
"Yes, ma'am. Sorry for missing my morning classes. I had something to do earlier." I say in reply.
"Is that so? Well then, go to your seat so we can start." Miss Blouse says.
As I walk towards my seat, I spot an unfamiliar face seated right behind my own.
(Who in the heck---)
"Hey," the unfamiliar classmate says.
"Yeah, hi," I say, still trying to process who this person is.
"Can we talk later?", he asks with a hopeful expression.
"Sure.", I calmly reply.
(WatWatWatWatWatWatWatWatWatWatWat...)
(Ugh, whatever. I don't care anymore.)
And, my mind travels to a far away land as Miss Blouse discusses about Shakespearean theatre or some sort.
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After the bell rings declaring recess, the boy who was seated behind me, faces me and requests me to go outside the room with him.
I unhesitantly followed.
"What is it that you want to talk about? Also, who are you?" I harshly ask.
"Eh well I just wanted to introduce myself." He says with a sheepish grin.
(Are you f**king kidding me.)
After a few moments of silence...
"So?"
"You really don't recognize me?"
(Huh?)
"Well if this conversation would just be a waste of my time, I'm going to go back now."
"Wait. Can I at least be a friend?"
"Well, suit yourself." (I don't really care anyway. What's the point?)
Then, he smiles. So, I smile back. Kind of.
"What is THAT?" He says, as if controlling his laughter.
"What? It's a smile. See?"
"Wow. You're really something. Hahaha."
(Maybe this one can be my friend for the time being.)
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(A/N): KYLIE HAS A NEW FRIEND?! Wow. Anyways, thanks for reading. Sorry if its like worse, compared to trash. But, I hope you'd appreciate it. Demu, out!
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Uncertainty
RandomA story about a girl who always wasn't sure of herself, affecting everyone around her in the process. When will she finally be find the way and who would be willing to guide her?
