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CHAPTER 2: PART 2
I rushed into the shower, took a bath and was out in ten minutes. I gave myself one last look in the mirror, and was pleased with myself.
'Well my panic of school must have calmed me down' I looked at my eyes that were back to normal.
‘Call it whatever you want Maya’ my inner self chimed out of nowhere.
‘Shut up!’ I demanded a bit harshly.
"Oh my.... did you bath?" Andrea startled me whistle leaning on my bed.
"Jesus! Andy!......what are you doing here" jumping with hysteria I questioned. Deciding to ignore her presence I moved about dressing up like a crazy child ready for a day out at the fun fair, whiles pacing around the room gathering my things for school. I ignored her presence and finished all I needed to do.
My sister looked at me like I was crazy.
'What is up with her?' she pondered as she studied me, and checking the time on her phone.
‘You know we are tied together right!’
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