See the thing is, is that I am rewriting it ( the book) and will be bringing the story in a new direction. I would post it on here, But I am not sure if I should edit the original sotry on here or post a new one entirely ( as a different deviation) so that you can see the difference? I am leading towards the second option. The title is changed and so are to of the character's names. Just a head's up.

Here is a tidbit from what I changed so far. The beginning is really different.





The Day I Became You






Lee, Rachael, Carmen, and I were in the library finishing up some last minute homework before free period ended. Carmen and Lee were doing geometry and Rachael and I were helping each other with Ms. O’Reilly’s Spanish worksheet. Only five minutes left in the block, Lee still had not finished her geometry. “Keisha, please help me,” She pleaded.

“It’s easy!” I exclaimed. “Carmen finished it like 20 minutes ago. And there are only 12 problems in there.”
“You’re the math genius, so don’t tell a dummy like me it’s easy,” Lee whined.
“How many have you done?” I asked.
“Err……done of what?” She asked, suddenly “forgetting” and being evasive.
“How many problems have you done on that assignment?” I repeated.
“Oh, you know… the usual amount that you might do in 30 minutes……two… Help me!”
“Alright, all right. Rachael is finished with her geometry and we’re almost out of time, so just copy her answers.” I said.
“Oh Keisha, are you now an advocate for cheating?” Carmen asked in disbelief, “I never thought that world would come to this…”
“Shut up,” Lee and I both said in unison.
I snapped. “Lee needs this homework to keep her A this marking period. We all have to. Lee doesn’t know the information, but we don’t have time right now to explain it.”
“Sheesh,” was all Carmen could say in reply.
The bell rang. We all got up and began stuffing our work into our book bags.

I slung my book bag over my shoulder and took out my Blackberry Pearl. I spent my whole savings that I got from my summer job on this piece of crap. “Let’s get to class.”
“I’ll be there in a second,” Rachael said, looking at a dusty old book she picked up off the library’s shelf, “I just wanna look at this for a second.”
“Sounds like someone’s not that eager to get an education,” I said with a smile.
She didn’t look up. “I’ll catch up with you later.”