Y/n was a normal girl, atleast she **was** a normal girl. Ever since she found herself in this world. Nothing has been the same. Y/n had a name she couldn't say or think about. Whenever she tried only "Y/n" would come out. She had to concentrate really hard while looking at a mirror to be able to see herself. Because if she didn't only a blury silhouette would show itself. But everyday it became harder to see herself and remember her old life. Her parents, friends and lover's faces & names were already gone. She fears she will forget everything about her past life and become a blank slate to whoever that made her come here.
Y/n woke up with a groan. Even though she had slept 8 hours last night she still felt tired. Y/n got up from her plain bed, nothing too fancy. Y/n looked around, she was still in this world. As always there was a balcony that could be reached with a glass door on her left. Following the glass door was a wardrobe, its doors were white, while the rest of it was brown and probably out of wood. Y/n didn't know what kind of wood. Right at the opposite wall there was a big mirror. Her hope and despair. At the end of the right wall were a door. Just at her right were a nightstand. Her phone was on top of it. The walls were a greenish dark blue, the ceiling white and the floor were made out of planks. Y/n did nothing for a few moments to stop the rush of random thoughts. Thoughts about breakfast leading to World War II scenerios. Y/n took her phone from the nightstand, it has a red case. She looked at the time (6:12) and put her phone back at the night stand.
Y/n got up and strecthed a little bit, still yawning. She walked to her wardrobe and took her outfit. A orange hoodie and black pants. She put her outfit on and got infront of the mirror. There was a girl with her clothes on but her skin, face and hair were all a white blur. If she squinted she could see a girl with brown hair that reached a little past her shoulders, ivory skin and purple orbs. Y/n sighed she had done it again she called eyes "orbs". What a stupid way to describe them.
Y/n went to the nightstand and took her phone. She looked if she had any notifications but there was nothing. Y/n left her room and went to the bathroom. She got ready to take a shower. She was supposed to go to high school but her body was too mature for it. She remembered being in her twenties before being transported here. Y/n got inside the cabin, and felt the water fall down onto her. Y/n has a nice body, atleast she thought she has a nice body. A shower is the only time where nothing was blurry for Y/n. She could look at her body without needing to force herself to see it. Y/n had a average body, just a bit more developed in certain areas. She was average before she got here but atleast coming here had **some** benefits and not just loneliness and longing for home.
Y/n got put on some towels after finishing her shower and realized she wore her hoodie and pants before she went to the shower, stripped now has to wear them again. She could had took them and wore them after the shower but it was too late now. Y/n wore her red bra and underwear following it with her clothing. Y/n left the bathroom and headed straight for the kitchen. The kitchen was boringly plain nothing worth mentioning. Y/n took out some bread and eggs. Y/n found a pan in a random cabinet and as expected begin to make eggs.
Y/n sat on a chair as she ate, the house was deafingly silent. It was pleasant at first but after some time it just felt weird to her to be this alone. Y/n checked the time again (7:30) and ate the last piece of her food. Y/n took her bag and left her house. Y/n walked to bus stop while listening to music with her wireless headphone. When Y/n reached the bus stop she sat down on a bench. This was going to her second year of highschool as a junior(the first year is from her past life). The bus came after a few minutes. Y/n sat in the back of the bus and waited until she reached her school.
The bus stopped and Y/n left it. Y/n sighed because she knew what was going to happen when she enters this place. Y/n entered the school. She walked through the halls trying to find the principals office but she bumped into a wall. She feel on her ass and looked at the "wall" first Y/n realized she lost control once again and the term she used to describe this man was stupid. Secondly Y/n looked at the man that too buff for a highschooler, but well she was literally transported to another world so she can't really judge him.
"Watch where you're going, slut." Y/n could feel the spit on her face. "Maybe you should have moved out the way." Y/n calmly said to the man. He had black hair, white skin, full black shirt, jacket, pants and a tattoo of a dragon on his arm to top it off like a cherry.
The Man laughed before responding. "Who do you think i am, you little whore." He again spat on Y/n. "I dont really care so stop spitting on me." Y/n stated calmly, before getting up. "Look at me bitch. I am Brad and i own this school, meaning i own you too." Brad spat once again. "First of all that was abolished in the 1800's and second of all stop insulting me and spitting on me and lastly Third of all i dont care." Y/n said then walked away, she could hear Brad screaming but Y/n ignored it.
Y/n walked around the school still trying to find the damned principals office before she realized in a world like this she didn't even need to handle legal stuff like taxes and informing the principal she is going to study here. Y/n walked into a random classroom that was conveniently the place where she needed to be. The class was empty, nothing learned, purely a waste of time for Y/n.
When the class was over Y/n saw a girl, a pretty girl from a far. The girl had long blonde hair that was dyed pink on the ends. Her eyes were a beatiful shade of dark blue. She was taller than Y/n, maybe 6'2. She had a cheerleader outfit that was red and black. Y/n heart started to beat like a drum. Y/n started to walk towards her, unaware who this obviously was. Y/n stopped when the girl turned to her. "Hey girls look at this new girl." "Oh my god! Look at her outfit she looks a boring." "I bet she doesn't even know who you are, Olivia." The group of cheerleaders said to each other. Y/n finally understood that this was supposed to be her bully. Olivia looked down on Y/n, which was quite easy because of her height. "So who are new girl." Olivia said mockingly. "My name is Y/n." Y/n answered sofly desire hidden behind her voice. "Y/n? Really? What a ugly name." Olivia's friends laughed at her words.
Y/n said nothing back, she had a humiliation kink(at least she had before coming here) and this type of bullying were so futile, it could be counted as talking to yourself. How are you so pathetic that you try to insult people like this. Y/n laughed at Olivia and Whatever the hell she just tried, and left. Y/n felt a little better after meeting with one of the 'love interests' and the 'bully' it reminded her that she was in a story that can be controlled easilly. And with this necklace on her neck, she is going to find a way back it doesn't matter if it needs sacrifice of blood.
From a far a black woman with a afro in a red dress and heels watched the school from a far, smoking a ciggarate. Her eyes purple just like Y/n. Leaning back onto her car she took out her phone from her purse, and texted a 'random' one thing "I know who and what you are. You can't escape me. And don't bother thinking who i am. We'll meet soon enough." The figure threw their finished ciggarate away and stepped on it going back inside her car. Maybe this isn't so much like a Wattpad story.