The Tattoo

Chapter two

All he had to do was to convince everyone that he was Ryan Bergara. Shouldn't be that difficult, right? Ryan has an interesting name, he could admit that.

"C'mon Goldsworth. You've done it before and you can do it again." He muttered to himself, putting his cup in the sink.

But he knew this would be more challenging than before. He was going to fully be in the spotlight, fully in control of this body. He knew he would have keep the act up for longer. He pondered if he could stay that cowardly for that long.

With a smile, he collected the last of his stuff and set off out to work. He was very thankful for muscle memory so he didn't have to try and drag Ryan back to reality. He had fallen almost too far out of Ricky's reach, but he didn't mind that at all. Walking around in public without a second glance from strangers was a new feeling for Ricky and boy, did he relish it.

He looked up at the building he was now infront of. This was it. All they wanted him to be was the Ryan they all knew and loved. There was a momentary shadow of doubt that washed over him. The others would be easy to fool but he was almost sure Shane would see right though him; it wouldn't be the first time.

'Come on, don't be so stupid. You just gotta get him to believe.' he thought, approaching the door. He took a deep breath.
"It's showtime!" He smiled to himself, opening the door.