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I will let her live as she is for today. But starting tomorrow, she will find herself without a job. I just need time to think about my current situation and check a few things before I decide if what I remember is a dream or real.

I also need to figure out what the hell happened to me earlier. I have no idea how my body moved like it down. Even in my dream, I had never moved like that.

I entered my room and took off my pajamas, which were just a long white shirt. I walked over to the mirror and looked at myself. My hair was still silver. But my skin seemed to be paler than I remembered. I looked down at my hands, rubbed my fingers together, and wrinkled my nose. “They were there this morning…”

I had callouses on my fingers when I woke up, but now they are gone. Now, my hands were soft. Very soft. Even my skin seemed to be more supple. My normally brown eyes, which I got from my birth father, had a tinge of red to them. But the strangest thing were my canines. They seemed to be a little longer than before and pointier.

Besides that, there were no other changes. But I still felt something was off. I tilted my head slightly while crossing my arms in front of my chest. I had to admit when I looked at myself like this I was pretty cute. Why had I never realized this sooner? If I get my hair done and put on some light makeup, I should be able to kill any room. I had curves in all the right places. Although my butt was still slightly flat but that was beside the point.

I shook my head and sighed: “I should get dressed. I need to go to the library and check out a few business texts books. If I can understand what is written in them I should be able to confirm everything I dreamt was real. Daily events can also be another confirmation.” Like today, Kelly, Linda’s best friend, will get Billy Harris to try to trip me on my way to my seat. I remember falling flat on my face and bumping my head on the desk. The teacher didn’t say anything and just told me to sit down. It’s a prep school for rich kids. So we have a uniform and all that jazz the nicest thing I got to wear until college.

I will be sure to make Billy suffer good if my strength is real. Although I will test that on my way out. I quickly got changed, brushed my hair and then grabbed my bag. At least I was still at the top of my class, even if everyone bullied me.

I had no choice. My only thought was to get into a good college so I could take over my mother’s company. I never thought… Heh… I can’t wait to see their faces when I am stepping on them and they can only eat out of a trash bin. I will never let them stand up again.

“Alright I look decent for now.” I fluffed my naturally curly hair slightly before turning and reaching for the doorknob. I turned it and opened it, but not before squeezing it as hard as I could. I wanted to test my strength to see just how strong I was, but I really surprised myself when I heard a crunching sound and the door knob crushing under my grip as if I was crushing a soda can.

My lips curled up. “I have no idea what is going on, but I can use this.” There was a certain man who also needed to be crushed in another way. David Folson. The boyfriend who turned out fake. Luckily, I never slept with him, not that he would. He never even kissed me. He held my hand and nothing more, but now I see why. If I am not wrong, he was probably really dating the little bitch. He was just like that good-for-nothing father, always pushing my pain to the side. I do wonder how I should deal with him.

He is currently the heir to the Folson family. A family that owns a few multi-million dollar companies. They only have one son, but if I am not wrong, they have a side family that was always looking to take the lead.

I paused my steps as an idea came to mind. “If it was not a dream then, I have an amazing idea.”

I couldn’t help but smile brightly as I walked over to the front door. They never not gave me a ride. Looks were everything, after all. It seems Ryan, my stepbrother, left early, or he would have already been charging at me, calling me a slut and a bitch. He was Linda’s twin. I can’t wait to floor him later. I think today is going to be a good day.

Comments

Hoshi-chan

I have no idea how my body moved like it down. I can only assume down was meant to be had? It could also have been did. So we have a uniform and all that jazz the nicest thing I got to wear until college. So, grammatically speaking, this would be better split into two sentences for enhanced flow. Or separated by a semicolon. For example: "So we have a uniform and all that jazz. It was the nicest thing I got to wear until college." "So we have a uniform and all that jazz; it was the nicest thing I got to wear until college."

Hooloovoo

Thank you for the chapter!