I woke up to a bloody alarm going off. I felt like smashing the phone against the floor. But no way I will pay for the repair. My phone screen was already cracked as it is. When I begged my parents to repair it, they hit me with the classic: “You need to learn to take care of what you own, son.”
Without lifting my face from the pillow, I reached for my phone. ‘Hmm, the cover feels strange.’
After turning off the alarm, I stood up only for my eyes to be met by an unfamiliar ceiling.
“This is not my room…”
The room was filled with posters of K-pop boy bands and anime figurines. I might be a degen but I wasn’t this degenerate. ‘Like for real, the only figurine I had was a 3D-printed tittie goddess that I commissioned. Totally worth all the NEET bux I spent on it.’
So, whose room was this? It didn’t matter. The real issue was, how did I get here? And why are my hands so soft? ‘Wait… are these…’
I stormed into the bathroom. “Oh, nonono.”
My scream was heard across the entire house. *Cute screaming intensifies*
I could barely reach the mirror, but I was definitely a girl. Short black hair with white bangs. Light complexion and a few freckles beneath my black eyes. I stood 150cms tall.
‘This is definitely not happening to me…’
I reached for my phone, only to find out it had a pink cover and a few cat stickers. It was a miracle that it didn’t have a password. I desperately called home, my parents, friends, but all the numbers I dialed were non-existent. “I was transported into another world!?”
While my brain trembled, someone entered the room and scared the living shit out of me. I scrambled to cover myself, for I was only wearing a T-shirt and a really embarrassing choice of black panties.
The woman standing in front of me didn’t seem to care at all that I was almost half-naked. “Gabrielle, hurry up. You’ll be late for school.”
“Y-yes mam!” I rapidly bowed down, not out of admiration for the hot milf with huge v-cups. No, instead I bowed down to hide my nose bleed. She was likely my mother in this world.
Once I looted the place and got dressed, I found myself at the entrance of my house. Finding the school was a no brainier, for the Academy stood prominently in the middle of the city.
As I made my way to the Academy across the suburban area, the cold breeze of fall made me sink deeper into my black, saggy hoodie. ‘Maybe it wasn’t a good idea to bring shorts.’
My journey was only interrupted when I reached the train tracks in Saturn Street. The passing train and its many wagons were passing by. My eyes stared aimlessly at the passing wagons when out of nowhere someone shouted.
“Grabiele!”
‘Uh, that’s me!’
A girl that I’ve never seen before approached me. She was taller than me, wearing a skirt, and her shoes looked more expensive than my phone. Beneath her hime cut laid a cute smile. Her pitch black hair contrasted with her amber eyes. I had no idea how they knew my name.
Her hand stretched to greet me, or so I thought. The moment I grabbed her hand…
*Cute screaming intensifies*
We were both in the air, slowly descending into the other side of the train tracks. “W-what is going on!?” I shouted.
“We are running late, don’t let go of my hand.”
“T-that doesn’t answer my ques-”
The moment we landed, I found myself running along with the mysterious girl. I couldn’t speak a word, my lungs were popping out. My cardio was atrocious, not even my original body was this unathletic even though I smoked. The torture did not end when we reached the school gate. Instead of waiting for the security guard to open the gate, we jumped it again.
My torture finally ended when we entered a classroom. We were extremely late, interrupting the teacher mid-session. Everyone was staring at us.
“Now what?” I whispered. But the mysterious girl ignored me. After she sat at her desk, only one desk in the entire room remained empty. ‘I see.’
As I sat, the person sitting behind me immediately glued gum to my hair. Then the teacher looked at me with his eyes filled with conceited rage. 'Is he going to say something about the gum?'
“Gabrielle, you and Clare will get detention for being twenty minutes late.”
'Ahh shit.'
Meh, I don't like that I don't have any memory of the girl or the time to think about anything, it feels too rushed.
... define "rushed", Codez. Whatchumean?
@Amigo When she woke up, she sadly had time to come out of her stupor, she couldn't even gather a little information about her new life, she doesn't even know her own full name and they already send her to school to manage on her own.
@Friend @Codez Discovering to be in another body that if tags are to be believed is of the opposite gender as the body he had originally, a scream heard in the whole house that for some reason wasn't asked anything about by her guardian, not knowing anything about her surroundings and herself as she don't even know her full name, being rushed to prepare to school when she doesn't even know what she needs to bring to said school nor where her supplies are located, discovering that supernatural powers exist or at very least technology which can make people do inhuman feats (as we don't know the source of the flying as it could be a ability or technology as technological flying shoes or objects aren't that uncommon in stories) and flying to school where she most likely wont be able to follow anything because she does not have any knowledge about the world, she lives far enough where she must either fly to the school or go with train but the school is big enough to be capable of being recognized as one from afar is proof that at very least history would be different (if a person flying regardless of the method wasn't enough) and lets not forget the big personality change which will become apparent to those close to her rather soon.
Also, lets not forget the details or better said lack of details in a lot of things, aside from the posters we don't know anything about her room nor where and around her living place looks like. It wasn't mentioned the appearance of the school nor its name (schools were I live does show the name of the school in a rather easy to see place). Yes, if you do not consider anything to be rushed then I really must consider you crazy.
Hush Hush