I Am Part of You

I am a part of you

"Jessica! Hurry up, you're going to miss the bus!" Mrs.Lane shouted from outside my  door. "Coming!" I yelled grabbing my back pack and running out the door. I may not like school, but I DON'T need the attention from being late. "You've been wearing that outfit all summer," Mrs.Lane sighed, "No, this is a different hoodie, my last hoodie was black, this is burgundy. And I'm wearing black shoes instead of my red ones." I replied, I mean it's the same thing but different colors, which is fine by me, helps me blend in. Mrs.Lane just sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose, "Thanks for the lunch, see you when I get back." I say as I grab the lunch from the counter and head towards the door, ignoring the glares of the other kids, even the little kids.  

~At School~

"Hello class! I am Mr.Ray and I'm your homeroom teacher. You're schedules are in your desks, you're in here for 30 minutes before your first class, take it to eat socialize, sign up for clubs, turn in permission slips, or do homework. Just make sure you listen for your name during attendance." I just sit in the back of the class and doodle listen to my music, until Mr.Ray calls my name. 

~After Homeroom~

"Look everyone, it's the orphan! Should we give her some change? Or maybe some new FIRE RESISTANT clothes?" a girl jeered from behind me, making others laugh. I, of course, immediately know who it is, Mayle Banks, a spoiled rich brat who makes my life miserable. Tell  her that  I hear this voice in my head along with as buzzed type feeling in my head, Tell who what?  I think, I don't understand what's going on, when I don't hear a response I figure I was just imagining things. Until that buzzed feeling spreads through my body and I lose control. "Oh look! It's the spoiled brat, should we all bow down?" I hear myself snap. No, that wasn't me. What's going on? The kids who were gathered around us laughed, Mayle turned beat red. "Hmph," all she said as she stomped away, I ran to the bathroom. Lucky for me, it was deserted. I look into the mirror, "What was that?" I demand an answer from myself, That was me helping you  I hear that voice from earlier say, "Who are YOU!" I yell at myself, almost screaming when a figure shows up behind me in the mirror, she looked just like me, except she had red eyes and wore ripped jeans, a red tee, and a leather jacket. "I am you." She says plainly, in a rigid yet soft voice. "No. No you're not. I am me, ONLY ME. There is only one Jessica Cameron and it's me." I yell, I turn around to face her but no ones there, all I can do is see her reflection and hear her voice from behind me. "Oh but see I AM you, but the cooler and improved version." she replies, her voice flat. "Tell me one reason I shouldn't ignore you." I say, she just sighs. "Jessica, you can't ignore me, I am PART of you. Why is that so hard for you? Plus I can control you, but if you want reasoning, I know who started the fire that killed your parents." she says while fixing her jacket. I stop short, "W-what?" I stutter, "Are you deaf? I said I know who killed your parents." she rolled her eyes. "W-who?" 

"You."