Your first period, history, just about ruined your day. History is the one class which you can't complete easily and the only one you have ever fallen asleep in. Not even math puts you to sleep! You loathe the constant monologuing of the teacher and how boring the stories are. It's just how the teachers tell them too! One time you google the story of the French Revolution and it was written 10x better than the teacher said it. It still didn't make that much sense and the notes make even less sense. You sigh and laugh at the teacher's careless monologuing. The day couldn't get any worse. Glancing at the clock you smile. The bell was about to ring. You waited for it....and waited....and waited....

When was it going to ring? It should have already! The clock said 10:40 but I should have rung at 10:30. Confused you looked around and saw that exactly no one was doing what they were supposed to. Some kids were even on their phones. It was all so confusing and new. Of course, you hadn't gone to school in four years so it's not surprising that you were overwhelmed. Turning back to the teacher you frown. He wasn't looking at you guys as he was monologuing. No wonder he wasn't saying anything factual! He was also on his phone! Jesus, what was it with these people and their phones. Sighing you turn back to the other kids and observed them.

One group of girls was gossiping in a corner while the other was on their phones giggling and recording their friends. The first group of boys, however, were pointing at you and whispering. Some with huge grins and other with glares. That was most definitely not good.

"You have already gotten on their nerves?" A voice came from behind and you turned around with maybe a little too much speed. There was a clank and the boy dropped his pencil case. The boy had curly, red hair covered by a green hunting hat. He also had jeans and a bright orange windbreaker. The bright colors hurt your eyes.

"Wow," He said sarcastically which caught the attention of another boy. "Thanks so much."

The other boy had a blue earflap hat with a yellow pom-pom on top. He also had a matching blue coat and some tight, black pants. He just stared at the two of you.

"Sorry. You scared me." You kept your face calm and tried not to just get up and walk home.

"I scared you?! You're the one that spun around and knocked my pencil case out of my hands!"

Now people were watching and you were starting to get uncomfortable. You felt your neck prickle but you wouldn't allow yourself to show any fear. If you showed any weakness they would use it to the best of their ability.

"I'm sorry." You say with a tone that says you are most definitely not. The boy takes a step forward and you stand, glaring at him.

"You really want to do this?" He smirks as boys flock to him(was he the leader?). The same boys that you caught fighting yesterday. Your eyes widened as you look at each of them.

You then noticed the girls had taken notice and the ones with their phones out were videoing you.

You didn't want this attention. It was too much. It was too suffocating. You needed to escape. You needed your meds.

Without thinking you raised your hand and asked very loudly if you could go to the bathroom.

"What? Yes, of course, (Y/n)" The teacher said. He didn't even take notice of the fight. He just continued his lecture. Idiot.

You sent a death glare to the green hat boy and stormed out. Where are the bathrooms? You could just go home but you don't want to let your parents find out you almost lost it.

You wandered down the halls and eventually found the bathrooms. Male and Female. Those were your choices.

You decided male because that one doesn't have girls texting in it. Also, contrary to popular belief, they are usually cleaner, but that was because the boys don't have periods and makeup.

Sighing you enter the bathroom and pat yourself down. Nothing had popped out and nothing had exploded. You would call that a win. You smiled and checked the mirror which wipes that smile away.

Your dark brown hair, which was usually auburn, was now almost black. Your skin was almost paper white from lack of sun and you had clear bruises all over your arms. You took out your green eye contacts and look at your eyes. Your unnaturally red eyes peered back at you. They scared everyone else but you found them comforting. The air behind you shivered and a familiar figure appeared.

'Are you just gonna stand there and admire yourself or are you going to explain?' the voice echoed in your head. You chuckled and turned around to look at Alex. He was floating there looking extremely bored with his dirty blonde hair sticking up in random places. Could spirits get bedhead?

"It was nothing. A guy started a fight over me accidentally causing him to drop his pencil case." You said nonchalantly.

'Accidentally, huh?' He smirked at you.

"You don't believe me?" You placed a hand on your chest and gave him a dramatic offended look. Alex laughed and his yellow eyes sparkle.

'Remember that time you judo flipped that kid?' He snickered.

"Can we not talk about that now? It was embarrassing," You cringe at the memory. It wasn't the best day. "It was your fault anyway."

'What can I say? He deserved it.' Alex chuckled darkly before making a grab at you. Adrenaline filled you as you dodged and Alex laughed more. Of course, now he would try and get at you. He was the source of your power but that didn't make him nice or charitable. Every time you used his powers you had to let him use your body. You hated this deal but the alternative was worse.

You rolled away again and slammed into the wall with a sharp gasp. Your arm starting feeling weird. You hit your funny bone. Hilarious.

'You should be careful. Wouldn't want to ruin that body of yours.' Alex said in his weird warbly, demonic voice. Looking up you saw him above you. You frown and close your eyes. You knew what was coming.

'Good. You aren't going to run anymore.' Alex triumphant voice filled your head.

Squeezing your eyes shut you felt him slowly start to switch places with your soul. A familiar pain filled you and you let out a frantic cry. You were familiar with the pain but it still hurt like hell. You started shivering and the world starting fading. You gave up. Nothing you could do now. It will only be a few hours.

The door slammed open and you felt the pain double. Alex was forced away from you and you choked back a scream. It felt like someone had just ripped open your chest and clawed your insides. You gasped for air as warm tears fell down your face.

"Oh god. Kyle! Go get help!" You heard a voice call. It was a nice voice. Warm and sweet like honey but had a roughness that showed they had seen more than their fair share of hell.

You smiled and slowly faded into unconsciousness.

Wow. Fuck school.

Thank you all for all your support! I still need to go back and make sure everything is set for them being female but it will happen! eventually.... Still thanks to all who voted!                                    From the depths of Hell, TDC~