All 4-B student rush to class soon as PE ends. "Oh god, it's so hot today and Mr.Larry just have to make us run 10 laps. Thank god it's the end of the period." Maria mumble. Running 10 laps on the field is never easy.
"It wouldn't happen if you didn't talk back." Jocelyn rest her head on the table. As Emily passed by, Maria pulled her shirt from behind. "Emi, can you let me use your phone? I want to make a call." She asked for Emily's phone.
She passed her phone and Maria was dialling someone number. Seems to be her brother's number.
"Hello Mason, can you pick me up?"
"Can't dad pick you up?"
"He's busy and I'm too tired to walk."
"Oh well, I really can't. I'm on a date with someone."
"F*ck your Lucas. I'm more important."
"F*ck him? Okay."
"THAT'S NOT WHAT I FCKING MEANT-"
He hang up.
Maria's face is just pale. She had no response. Emily snatched her phone back and leave the classroom. "Maria sure is disappointed. I hope her brother's friend is okay." She walk out of the school. Someone tap her shoulder suddenly. It was Liam.
"Sup, Starbucks?" He put his head on her shoulder. "Sure. Green Tea Cream Frappuccino and you're paying for it.
"Oh wow- sure."
They were about the cross the road when the lights turn red. Gladly, they stopped. They were having a conversation when from faraway, a man was running.. He ran straight to Emily, pushing her to the pedestrian crossing.
She fell down and felt dizzy. "Who the hell did that?"
"EMI, MOVE"
A car was going fast, threw her not faraway from the car. That was the last thing she ever heard. It was hurt for a few second. She was bleeding out but then it all stopped. Her vision faded away. Around her was dark, pitch black.
Liam ran to her, shocked. He pulled her to his lap. He felt numb. "Emily? Please don't die yet.. Don't leave me now.." Seeing her dead by his lap, couldn't accept what just happened in-front of him.
[Emily was dead]
'Ouch.. my head hurt as hell. Where the- Where the hell am I?' Emily looked to her side. She was laying down on a bed. Confused, she try to stand up but fell cause of her legs hurting. A bruise could be found at her right leg. 'What happened?'
She stared at a mirror and crawl to it. Couldn't believe what she sees, the reflection of her but not her body. 'Shouldn't I be dead? How did I end up here?'
The door beside her suddenly opened. A woman wearing a purple dress with a crinoline beneath it were standing on the door. 'Who is that..?' She thought to herself.
"You're finally awake, dear. Are you feeling fine today?" Emily doesn't know how to response to the question. Still don't know if this is real or just a dream.
"Dear? Are you- Why is there a bruise on your leg?" The woman sees the bruise. She sat down to check the bruise when suddenly Emily flinched. "Dear.. I'm not gonna hurt you." She pulled her leg, the bruise wasn't very serious. "Who did this to you?"
"No.."
"Then?"
"I.. don't really know, I just woke up and found this on my leg."
"Oh, in that case.. go take a bath first then go downstairs. I'll take care of this later."
Emily nodded. She really had nothing to say. 'Is she my mother? Act like one of a caring mother, of course she is, right?'
She exited the room, leaving Emily in the room. Emily wonder if this is real. She looked back and forth, focusing on her surroundings. "This felt like a dream but I'm not sleeping.." Emily stand up slowly and walk to the bathroom. She looked at the mirror.
"So I'm not in my body. Am I reincarnated?" Emily pinched her face. The owner's face is pretty, likely to be a doll face.
She hold her waist, surprised. 'Is she a princess?' The body is so thin. Wondered what's this person ate.
Emily wandered around the room, to see a book on a shelf, name 'Diary'. Emily took it and sees a name.
[Diana Harlem]
"Diana.. Is that her name?" Curious, she opened the first page. It was a beautiful handwriting. Emily opened up the pages to see more stories about the girl. As she turn on the next page, it was blank. The written pages doesn't reach half of the pages yet. The last time Diana written anything on the book was 31 December 19--.
"Huh, wonder what date is today."
Emily thought to herself. Then, her bruise on her leg suddenly starts to act up. She hold her scream inside. She went into the bathroom to take a bath.
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Emily went downstairs to see her mother in the living room. Her mother was reading a book then her mother called her. "Sit here, Diana." Emily went closer to her mother and sat on the sofa. Her mother look at the bruise on her leg.
"Did you eat any pills?"
"No?"
"Did you fell anywhere?"
"No."
Her mother took a bit of aloe vera gel and spread it around the bruises part. Emily didn't know what to talk about. She just kept quiet. "You can talk to me about anything you know." She touched her face. Emily was quite comfy with her hand. Her hand were soft.
"Okay, mother."
Someone then entered the room. It was a guy. He came closer to Emily. "Diana, I got a surprise for you." He took something from his left pocket. It was a paper. "You got invited by Prince George Dalton to the ball !" Emily looked at him confused. 'Who is George?' She thought to herself.
"Aren't you excited?"
"Uh- of course I am."
"I mean you look confused rather than happy."
"Because I suddenly got invited."
That was a bit kind of rude for her to say it. "Since all royalty will be invited, we will be invited too. You got to meet George." He looked happy for her. Emily looked at him and form a smile. Pretending to know.
'He must be my father..'
"I need to go to my room. I'll be back." Emily said. She walked and went to her room. She closed the door behind her and sat down. She took the diary that was near her and looking for something. 'Who is George..?'
As she turned on the next page, she found the name 'George'. She lay on the door and read the diary. A few minutes pass, she finished reading.
'Diana seems to liked George much. Even took a picture of him. Creep. Why do she even like him? He doesn't even seems like a polite person. Much of a d*ckhead person really.'
Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. Emily hid the book under her bed and open the door to see a maid."How can I help you?" She asked.
"Miss Diana, I need to prepare you for the ball. May I go in?"
"Sure."