Another World; New body

In the washroom, a girl was on the phone. Loud electronic music leaked in, resonating within the room.

"Come on Dad! Exams are over!"

Dad said "Ok, then what's that sound?"

Oh shoot! Why couldn't the washroom be soundproof? How am I going to explain it to Dad?

What should I say? I need to think of an excuse, ahh forget it, I will just wing it.

I said "Well... my friends invited me to a pa"

Dad cut in, he raised his voice and said "You are in a club! .... Solana Amelia Van Gogh answer me"

Wait! How did he know? Am I that easy to read? Who cares, even if he knows I will still go, I pulled my tongue out that killjoy … man I hate it when he calls me Solana instead of Amelia.

I rolled my eyes at his tone, I twirling the ends of my hair and said "What's wrong with a club?"

Dad said "You are still too young, you don't know, what you are getting yourself into? Tell me..."

Infuriated, I interrupted his bullshit and said "I am not young, I'm just finished school."

Dad said "I told you no clubs, no alcohol, no boys until you are twenty-two."

I said "But I can't wait for two more years, by then most of my friends would be either too old or too busy!"

Dad said "Sorry honey. Tell me where you are, I will pick you up"

No way, I'm not going to ditch my friends for a boorish, overprotective old man, I put my foot down and said "No Dad, I want to have some fun. I don't want to go home!"

Dad said "No Solana..."

Solana gritted her, tightly gripped her phone, she said "Ahh, Why Dad? I don't want to go! I want to have some fun... Ahh I hate you!!"

Dad quickly said "No Solana, wait ..."

I ended the call; gripped my phone, I wanted to throw my phone away, but in the end I didn't. I repeatily stamped my foot to the ground. "You .... Big Dummy...You"

I looked at the mirror and sighed, taking in deep breaths. I calmed myself. And reaplied my makeup. Darkening my eyelashes, highlighting my deep pools of blue. I pressed my soft lips together and applied a red lipstick.

I unclipped my golden hair, it flowed down my shoulders. I posed on the mirror, took a few selfies and posted them on my social media account.

I ran a hand through my hair, hazily looked at the mirror and fantasised about my boyfriend. "My dear Cammy don't I look gorgeous?" I kissed the air, pretended to kiss Cameron.

I left the washroom with a spring in her step. As I pushed the door, the music came flooding to my ears, I held my ears until I got adjusted to the loud music. I moved my hips and danced to the beat while I searched for my friends.

I roamed around the club trying to find them in the dark, it was even harder to search with all these people dancing around, I saw a couple of them making out, grinding their bodies together. In the crowd, I felt strange hands touching me, groping my body as I passed them. I felt nauseated. I shrugged and focused on my search. I found them at the bar counter, sipping their drinks and gossiping without me.

A lady in the crowd bumped into my shoulder, she said something I couldn't hear her with the deafening music. She apologised with her eyes. Before I turned away, behind her, through the raised arms and hands, I saw him and gasped.

From far, I saw him. Cammy was looking at another girl with desire, he closed in and kissed her in the crowd. My heart cracked into a thousand pieces, heartbroken. I gripped my chest; felt the pain like a knife, cutting me into pieces.

Rooted to the ground, a thousand of emotions flashed through my eyes; tears streamed down my cheeks.

A moment later, I picked myself up and wiped the tears off my face. Putting on a strong front, I buried it inside. I made sure not to leak anything out, I always believe crying never solved anything, So, I sucked it up and moved forward. Just like Dad did when Mom left us.

I moved out of the crowd, I checked myself on my emergency mirror. I puffed in relief; everything is good. It is a good thing I used my new waterproof eyeliner.

In her mind, that scene kept on replaying… Ahh! Why can't that jerk, just get off my head? Saddened, when I thought about Cameron. Who knew? the guy I liked, the one I expected to always love me, cheated. Maybe it was better I didn't come here… sighed. I switched on my phone and saw the miss calls from Dad.

'Dad! Why do you always have to be right? Can't you for once be wrong' I shook him off my head. Since I am here, maybe I should just chill a bit. I shakily smiled and headed to the bar.

"Amelia, what took you so long?" A brunette, named Samantha said, she wore a demin mini-skirt and a yellow crop top, displaying her pierced navel.

"I was on the phone…" "Was it your Dad or some guy?" Kelly butted in, another girl laughed and nudged her "It must be a hot guy. Amelia, why don't you introduce us a few?"

Kelly said "Michelle, how can it be another guy! Amelia has Cameron"

When I heard his name, I cringed, ill feelings started sprouting again within me. I avoided this topic and suggested "Lets order some drinks! By the way, where is Amanda?"

"Oh her, she went boyfriend shopping I guess. She said she was going to meet someone! She must be in the crowd with her date" Michelle said, munching on some chips.

Michelle said "I know where she is!" She pointed at a couple under the DJ's stage.

We all looked, I saw Amanda clutching on to him, hugging Cameron. I was shocked, OMG that guy! She is with... Cameron. That bi***! How could she do that to me? I closed my eyes, dig my fingernails into my palms, I sharply breathed in and out.

The others around me gasped "WOAH" Then they turned, looking back with sympathy. Michelle being the goofball she always is, said "Wow!! She is dating Cameron"

Kelly next to her, hushed her and clasped Michelle's mouth shut. Michelle finally catching on, said through Kelly's hand. "Oops"

I laughed, waved my hand, like I wasn't affected and lightly smiled."I already knew he was cheating on me. Let's leave them alone and relax"

We drank, we chatted and laughed at each other…

An hour later, Kelly proposed the person who isn't able to drink another shot, loses and has to kiss a random guy in the club. The drinks started kicking in, I felt a bit tipsy. I just nodded.

I was a mess, I saw multiples of them, I couldn't even hold my own glass and lost to them. At first, I didn't want to do it! They chanted my name and caved in to their encouragement. And along with my anger, it fuled me even more to do it.

I marched with gusto, before wobbly walking to guy. My friends laughed as I staggered, holding a nameless guy's arm for support. I looked up and let go, continuing my search.

Thoughts flowed through her mind, 'Cammy isn't my boyfriend anymore, it was just an act. He never loved me!' She spat curses under her breath. A wicked desire was inflamed in her heart.

If I have to get even with him, I don't even mind even going further than that. Where are the hot guys when you need them? This place is full of average bums.

I scouted; my eyes landed on my potential target. 'Wow what a hottie!' I strolled to my target. On the way, I bumped into a guy's chest, he grunted.

I looked up. My eyes ran all over him, taking him all in, before stopping at his eyes.

His intense gray eyes stared into mine, gripped my shoulders like a vice. 'Ahm' bringing me back from cloud nine. He let go, he ran his hand through his long, silvery hair.

I have never seen a guy this flawless. My so call target was not even worth mentioning next to him. Let's call him as 'Mr. Perfect Hunkiness'. I shuddered, a strange tingle went through me when he spoke. "Do you have anything to say?

With a raised brow, he questioned me. He folded his arms and waited for my answer.

In usual circumstances, I would have apologised, but under the influence of alcohol, I grew bold and said "Yeah I do! Man up and kiss me!"

His intelligent greys widened, he closed his mouth and chuckled. "Interesting…" he said, he gently patted my head, he turned away and started walking.

I didn't expect him to just leave, 'Ahh' How am I supposed to get my revenge like this?'

And shouted "Hold on, where are you going?" without turning back he said "Home after I…"

I couldn't hear the rest. Under the influence of alcohol, I panicked and ran after him, pushing through the crowd. When I saw his strong back, I hopped on him. "You are not going anywhere without me kissing you"

He growled, he then politely said "You aren't in your proper mind. Get off me!" Before I could say another word, the music increased its tempo, the people around us, dancing wildly. They bumped and crashed into us. I lost my grip and fell.

'Thud'

I felt something wet on my head, I couldn't move my body, I tried opening my heavy liddled eyelids. Dizzy, all I saw was lights flashing, heard all kinds of noises and heard his distinctive voice. "Oh, no"

My eyes flicked, Mr. Perfect Hunkiness carried me in his arms. Tiered, I fell into a deep sleep.

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A man got of his Porsche, with a bleeding girl in his arms, he rushed to the hospital. The receptionist saw the girl's state, brought a stretcher and she was pushed through the double doors of the emergency room by several nurses. In the operating room the doctors hastily began operating on her.

The surgent said "I don't think she is going to make it, she is losing too much blood, secondly even if the operation is successful, she will go into a coma"

"Whatever it is we have to try, it would be sad to see a girl, as young as my daughter to pass away" another senior surgent said.

"Yes doctor" the nurses at the side said.

While the operation was taking place, a bright light from the heavens, descended on her body.

A soul was pushed into the body, the body twitched and started healing itself.

The doctor said "It's a miracle, her heart beat is climbing and stabilising." "Our work is done!" They responded "Hooray" The senior surgent said "Shh, we are still in the hospital! Quiet"

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Early in the morning,

The sun peeked through the windows, it fell on her face, she slowly opened her eyes.

I looked around, found myself in a strange white room and it smelt of a medical concoction. I moved my hand, it was connected to a transparent tube, containing water or some sort of medicine.

The first question that popped into my mind was, 'why am I still alive? Aren't I suppose to be dead?'

'Has God given me another chance at life?'

I roamed my hands around my body, it looks the same but my body feels different. The skin was softer, my hair is more silky and my chest is a bit bigger. Even the sores on my hands aren't there anymore. What a blessing? I always thought that these rough hands would follow me forever, even to the afterlife.

Before I could thank God, a melodic laughter broke the silence. I turned to the sound and saw a man.

He was tall, with an athletic build and had few sliver strands blocking half of his face from my sight, but failed to cover his devilish grin. He leaned against the door frame.

I said "Who are you?"

"Amelia or is it Solana?"

"Solana. And you are?"

"Don't you know? Last night" He said, he walked closer to my bed.

"Sorry, I just can't recall" nervously chuckled. 'OMG! Is he a prince some? Where are his badges of honours, his crest? Is he a commoner? It can't be!'

He looked sideways, mumbling to himself. Good thing, I have sharp ears, I heard him say 'My bad, I totally forgot what the doctor said'

He stopped, just an inch away from me, he reached out his hand to me and said "Never mind, Let's start fresh, I'm Aaron White."

I got a closer look, he has such soulful eyes. 'For sure he is a noble but why is he being so friendly with me? Maybe, he doesn't know my status.'

With a dazzling smile, I took his hand and shook it.