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Hey! I love to write, as most of you should know, so I have decided to write a story. I own the characters, kind of... some of them are my friends and some characters are made up. This is obviously fictional because the events that take place in this story probably wouldn't happen, at least not today. Anyway, for those who actually read it, I hope you enjoy!
It's Not Our Lives
Prologue
We were all the best of friends. We all so close that it was impossible to go a day without talking and when we would fight we would always make-up like five minutes later. We all entered high together and everything was perfect. We may of entered high school as the bottom of the social grape vine but we entered entered together, as best friends and that's all that mattered to us. We didn't care what other people thought of us, we just acted as ourselves and we accepted each other for who we really were- we just couldn't ask for beter friends now could we? Well, I thought that nothing could ever go wrong. Nothing was going to bring us down or ruin our friendships.
I'm Desiree and I'm sixteen years old. I'm kind of short and I have a dark conflection and I have black hair. I have chocolate brown eyes and I'm always hyper. I'm trustworthy and truthful. You could say I'm crazy but hey, that's just me. Gotta love me for me I s'pose. My friends are great.
J. He's the oldest of the group. He's eighteen and he's pretty cool. He's always got the greatest advice, at least I think so. I usually talk to him or Ashley about my problems. J's tall and he has dark hair and he also has chocolate brown eyes. He's a torment as well. He's also crazy like me but don't tell him I said so. All in all, J's a great friend.
Ashley. I haven't known her as long as I've known J but I know that she's a great friend. She and J didn't excantly get along at first but things changed. I'm glad that they learned to get along, I knew that they would because both of them are really nice people. Ashley's short like me and she has brown hair that almost reaches her shoulders and light brown eyes. She's very trustworthy and she is very funny. You can't help but laugh at her. She sure knows how to put a smile on your face.
Then there's a guy named Tim. He's J's age. Tim's really cool. He's tall like J only he has blonde hair and blue eyes. He's a real stud but not one of those druggie studs like you hear about, nope. He's a christian, like J and I. Tim's so sweet and he's very kind. He just recently moved here and we made quick friends with him. I'm glad we did because he's a very cool guy and he helps us all a lot.
Lastly there's Laura. She's really cool. She's a little bit taller than what I am. She has black hair that reaches half way down her neck and she has dark brown eyes. She's trustworthy and she's really cool. She's also funny but she's also very serious. I like her a lot though, she's a great friend and I love all of my friends.
Well, that's my friends. At least, that's the ones that I hang out with the most. We all live in St. John's, Newfoundland. It's okay here I guess. There's lots to do but sometimes I would rather live in the countryside instead of the city but oh well, if it wasn't for living here, I wouldn't of met all these great people. We all live on the same street, Newfoundland Drive. It's quite busy here seems these streets intersects with many other streets. J's my next door neighbour and Laura lives straight across the street from me and Tim lives next door to her, which is straight across from J. Ashley lives on the other side of me. So, we were all pretty lucky to have our houses to be so close to each other, so I guess I can't complain about that right? Anyway, we all lived pretty normal city people lives until one day...
Chapter One
Desiree's POV
I woke up because my mother had called out to me. The phone was for me. "Hello?" I said sleepishly when I picked up my blue cordless phone.
"Hey Des," It was Laura. She didn't sound like she was too happy.
"What's wrong?" I asked her. I knew something was wrong.
"Um... I don't think it's something I would be able to tell you over the phone, can the group meet at Snackers?" she asked. She wanted a meeting at the Snack Bar just down the street... something was up.
"Okay, I'll call J and Ashley. You call Tim and we'll meet there in like thirty minutes," I told Laura and then I hung up and called the others. Then I got ready and I met up with J and Ashley. We then walked down the street to Snackers.
Snackers. It was our usual hang out. We've been out there to hang out ever since we was kids. Except for Tim of course but ever since he's moved here, he's been hanging out there with us too. When we got there we joined Laura and Tim at a table on the far end. We all orders sodas and then Laura made a big annoument. Nobody really knew what was up.
"Well..." Laura started. "I suppose that your all wondering why I called this meeting. You guys, I just found out that that next week I'm moving..."
"What?" I heard Ashley scream.
"You can't be serious?" I added. I was shocked. No, Laura can't move!
"But you can't move," J said. J looked down. " Everything will be different without you,"
Tim looked at Laura. "I'm going to miss you," he said.
"Guys, I don't want to leave, but there's nothing I can do about it. You know how my parents are, when they want to do something, they do it and if they want me to do it, then I'll have to do it, they are SO strict," Laura started to cry so I went over and hugged her.
"Laura, we'll figure something out," I said. "I promise,"
Ashley came over and hugged Laura too. "She's right, we'll come up with something, we always do," she said.
"That's true, with all the trouble you girls get us into, you guys always find a way out of it, sneaky little things," J joked.
Laura laughed. It was good to hear her laugh. "Thanks J, for making me laugh. And girls, thanks... I know we'll come up with something," she said.
That's when it happend. There was a big neon green flash and the next thing I remember was...
Chapter Two
J's POV
I can remember that we was all at Snackies when it happend. There was this huge green flash and the next thing you know, I'm here, in this bedroom sleeping on this bed. I don't know where the heck I am but this room isn't mine. I mean it's green and blue and this bed is huge. There's a big screen TV and a DVD player and a PS2 too. There's like a hundred DVD's. Geez, there's this huge stereo with tons of CD's. I jump out of bed and I look at the CD collection. "Whoa..." I said. "These are not mine!" I examine the room even more and I notice that there's a bathroom connected to the room so I run in there. I look into a mirror. "Oh my goodness!" My reflection. This isn't me! I don't have blonde hair and green eyes!! Nope, this isn't me... and I'm short? What the heck is going on? "Mom!" I yell, hoping that I'm just stuck in a bad dream.
Then I turn around and I see this tall lady dress in all pink and she got long blonde hair and green eyes. "You called sweetie?" she said to me.
"You're my mother?" I asked. This wasn't the mother that I knew... No way!
"Yeah, silly, now get ready for school," My 'mom' said.
"Oh... okay," I said. Then she left and I got a quick shower, still hoping that this was a dream. By the time I got out and went out to see what clothes I had, I figured out that this wasn't a dream.I looked in my closest and it was full a punk/rapper style clothes which wasn't my type. "Okay...." I say. "This sucks," So, I just put on a pair of jeans and a Jona Cena Wrestler shirt. I wasn't really into Wrestling but this shirt wasn't too bad. Then I saw what I figured was my bookbag and I grabbed it and I left my room. That when I realized not only was my room huge but the house was huge. Whoever I am, I must be rich. The J that I really am, wasn't roch like this. I didn't live in what seemed to be a mansion but oh well, I better try to figure out what going on. I look back at my bedroom door and I notice that it says, "Jimmy's Room,". Okay, so my names Jimmy? Werid. Anyway, I continue my trip downstairs looking for the kitchen to eat breakfast. How the heck am I going to find my way around school today?
Chapter Three
Laura's POV
First there was the green flash and then I don't know what happend. I'm here, in this plain white room with picture of trees on the wall. That's when I realized, I wasn't home and this must be a dream. But then I realized that it wasn't a dream. "What the?" I jump out of the bed that I am smuttered in with blankets. That is SO like nothing that I would do. I knew I was suppose to be moving but I can't remember a thing about it? Besides, I think I would feel like myself but I don't. I run out of this bedroom and I scan the hall. "Okay..." I say. "Now this is weird," I wander around the house looking at the walls, the floors... everything. This so isn't a place that my parents would buy! It's too... weird.
"Katrina!" I hear a voice call out. "Katrina!!" At first I didn't answer back because my names Laura, not Katrina but then I realized that the person was calling out to me. I turned around and I saw a tall man with dark hair. My father doesn't have that much hair. Whoa... this is far too confusing for me.
"Um... yeah," I answer.
"You got to get ready for school," the man tells me. It's my 'father'. At least, I think so but this is far too confusing though, I mean how the heck did this happen? I mean, you don't just get zapped into other peoples bodies do you? If so, am I the only one? Oh no, my friends, I'll have NOBODY! And how am I going to get through school? Uh-oh. "Okay... I'll go get ready," I say and I run back into the bedroom and I go through my clothes. Most of the clothes are BRIGHT! Ew.... I hate bright colour clothes. I keep on looking until I find a red short and a okay pair of jeans. Then I brush out my hair and I look for make-up but fail to find any. What??? There's no make-up. Then I look in one of the dresser drawers and I find a make-up kit never used... oh well, guess I'm going to use it now. I put on a dark sahde of red eye shadow, some black eye liner, dark lip stick and I'm all set. Then I got down to where ever the kitchen is to have something to eat before I go to school, whever ever that is.
Chapter Four Ashley's POV This is so creepy, the green flash was so scary and now here I am in this bright orange room. If you ask me, I think I'm lost. Orange is so not my colour. The bedroom is so... weird. I mean pictures of Kalan Porter plaster this room, which can't be mine, that is so not like something I'd do. I have two huge dressers which are rainbow coloured.... yeah, okay, I must be dreaming. "Aunt Kayla!" I yell. I live with my Aunt, so hopefully she'll come here and recuse me from whatever the heck is going on. "What?" I hear a lady come into my room. She's about three years older than me. "Sis, we don't have an Aunt named Kayla," she told me. "You're my sister?" I asked. "Um, yeah," She tells me. "What the heck did you guys do last night? Get loaded and what the heck have you been smoking?" she asked. "Nothing, I don't smoke or do drugs and I rarely ever drink," I say. "Keisha, would you stop lying, I know all about it," she says. "Whatever," I say. This is so stupid. "Anyway, get ready for school, I'll drive you," She says and then she leaves. I get up and I look in a mirror. My hair is now long and it's light brown. My eyes are now blue... whoa, and I'm actually tall??? This is really confusing. I look through my outfits which are really skanky. I'm not a skank though, but this new body looks so great and it's not me, and this is porbably a dream so what the heck? I grab a white mini skirt and a pink belly-tank-top. Then I fix my hair into some curls, do my make up and I go down the stairs of this house. It doesn't take me long to eat and then I grab my book bag and I go out the door with who seems to be my 'sister'. I sure hope school isn't that hard to get through. I seriously don't know how I am going to get through this day... maybe it's just a dream and I'll soon wake up, hopefully.... Chapter Five Desiree's POV First there was this green flash which totally freaked me out, and then I can remember nothing, until now that is. I awake to this room which is bright yellow. I am in a bed with a pink cover... I know now that this isn't real, it has to be a dream, but if it isn't I must be sick or something. I'm a goth, so I don't have bright colours in my room, and pink I hate the colour unless it's a hot pink that is on a black shirt, you know what I mean? People may think that Goths are satan worshippers but I'm not. I'm a christian and proud of it you know? Just because I'm a goth doesn't mean I'm evil so there! This room is so.... weird. I mean it's BRIGHT yellow, c'mon on! I must be dreaming, why else would I be sleeping in here? It's not my room and I don't remeber sleeping over at anyones house like this. It's WAY bigger than my room. I jump out of bed and I run into a bathroom that is connected to my room. I look in the mirror. My regular hair colour is black not blonde and my eyes a brown not green. What the heck is going on? "Mom!!!!!" I yell. I turn around and in walks this woman with blonde hair and green eyes. She's also wearing pink. My mother hates pink, this isn't her, that's for sure. "Who the heck are you?" I ask. "Well Hilary, I'm your mother," she says. She's my mother. Whoa... now I must be dreaming I mean what the heck is her problem? She thinks she's my mother.... this is scary. "Now, get ready for school before your late again," she tells me. I get a quick shower and then I look at my clothes. Oh my goodness.... pink, baby blue, orange, yellow, white mini skirts, jeans skirts.... heels..... girly girl stuff. "Oh crap," I complain. "This sucks," I pink the baby blue tank top and a jean skirt and then a pair of baby blue heels. I fix my sholder length blonde hair and apply baby blue eye shadow and a little bit of lipstick. Then I grab my bookbag and run downstairs. But I bang into someone who's a little shorter than me. He got blonde hair and green eyes just like me and he's wearing a John Cena wrestler shirt... he must be my brother or something. "Hi...." I say in a confused voice. "Hi..." he says. "You're...?" he askes. This guy is dumb. He's my brother right? I mean... anyway whatever. What was it my mother called me.... Hilary! "I'm Hilary," I say. "I'm Jimmy," he says. "Yeah, I should know that," I say and then the two of us walk downstairs to eat breakfast together. From the look of it we're rich! Isn't that awesome? I mean, maybe this is just a dream.... but oh well. I'm having fun and if it's not a dream.... look out world! He I come! Chapter Six Tim's POV The strangest thing happend. We were all together at Snackers and then there was a green flash and we all disappered and now here I am in this black and purple room. I'm not goth but isn't this even a little too dark? My friend Desiree is a goth and even she isn't this bad... there's skull and crossbones all over the place. Yeah, Desiree's room is like this and he clothes are but she's a happy, friendly girl underneath the whole goth thing, but whoever owns this room is obviously a not so nice goth. "Okay..." I say as I get out of my bed and I slowly walk over to a dresser which has a mirror on it. "Oh my goodness,"I yell. My eyebrow is pierced. My lips is piered, my ear is piered, I have black hair and a lot of tatoos. Holy crap! "Mother!!!" I yell. Then I look around and I see a younger girl look up at me. "Shawn, our mother died five years ago?" she says. "Shawn? Who's Shawn?" I ask. "Who are you?" "Man, you must be high or going through a hang over or something," she says. "And I'm Serena, your younger sister, get ready for school, dad's going to drive us," she says. Then she leaves and I quickly get ready. I don't have much to choose from so I pulled on a pair of black leather pants and a black t-shirt with a white skull n crossbones. I spike my hair and then I put on some nice colone and I run out of my room. I go get something to eat with my sister, I grab my bookbag and I go to school. I seriously don't know anything about my school, so this is not going to be fun what-so-ever. Getting lost and all of that.... yeah, that is so not going to be exciting!