Chapter One

~Jordan~

Why does nothing good ever happen to me? I think as I sit down on the cold bus stop bench. It's like the entire universe is always against me. And it is! Sure, my friends Mae and Isabelle are always there for me, but nothing ever goes right for me. I stand up as the blue bus pulls up. I get on it along with a heavy man who looks eager to get somewhere and a little old lady who stares meaningfully at me. I edge away from her a little. The strange thing is, there's something familiar about her, like I've met or seen her before. We stare at each other for a moment. Suddenly, she looks away and gets on the bus. A little dazedly, I stumble onto the bus behind her. The driver looks at me. "Money?" he says. I reach my hands in my pockets. I search around a little. I turn them out. No money. I turn out all my pockets. Still no money. The bus driver crankily points out the door. Of course. I get off the bus. As it pulls away, I see that old lady through the window. She is indeed staring at me. My body begins to tingle. It feels unnatural. I don't want this to be happening. I don't know what it is, but I sense something really odd about this woman. I run home.

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Chapter Two

~Sofia~

I am a spoiled brat. I don't deserve this life. I sit down on my pink fluffy bed and look around at my room. I had always felt uncomfortable with the luxury of my life. My family is rich, my parents obsess over me, and I'm one of the most popular girls in my private school. My mother calls me down for dinner. I run down the steps of my mansion and sit down at the table. My mother serves me escargot and kalimari. For dessert I have Swiss milk chocolate with honey and almond nougat. After I finish my rich meal, I run back up the marble stairway and sit by my window. I like people-watching, so I gaze down at the people on the sidewalk. A young couple, a mother strapping a little boy into a car, and an elderly woman staring up-up at me, I realize. I gasp and take a closer look. Yes, she is staring right at me! I kind of feel like I've met her before, but...no, I decide I haven't. Yet she seems so familiar. I suddenly get this odd feeling, like she's trying to make me do something I don't want to do. I step away from the window and lie on my bed. I don't really understand what just happened. I don't want to.

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(Shall I continue?)

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"kermitthefrog" wrote:

(Shall I continue?)

Yes, I wanna know what dat old lady is up to. >:3

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