HE is SHE

CHAPTER ONE

There he was. Sitting across the room. Sleeping actually. My hand unknowingly went to the back pocket of my trousers reaching for the pocket knife. It was still there. Waiting for me to use it.
'Should I just kill him and get it all over with?' I thought.
No. My mind was playing tricks. This was not the time. I had to unsolve everything. I had to know. Everything.
But still he was there. Right in front of me. A swipe of the knife. That'd be it. I'd be able to end his life. Just like how my sister did.
She liked this guy. This dark brown haired devil-ish looking guy. Or should I say loved him? But of course he didn't care. He is a fucking fuck-boy but wouldn't care. So she took her life to prove her love for him. My only family in this whole world. She's no more and it's because of this tall intimidating guy who was sleeping in front of me. She saw him on her England visit. These guys were there too. He seduced her. There was no other way she'd fall for him. I looked at him tilting my head a little to the left. Ha! He is good looking. Whatever!
Well, hanks to our family butler. He cared enough to recognise my intentions and help me with my mission. We were rich enough to make documents to get into this shit-hole school they've made for rich spoilt chauvinistic fools.
I hated them. All of them. My sister was always girly. I was never so. She was always into boys and stuff. I was the opposite. And now she'll know why. They were always so full of themselves. Never cared enough. Or was it because my first LOVE? .. Okay. My first CRUSH said he wouldn't go out with me as I was ugly. And from then I never cared about any one.
Everyone says I'm not as ugly as before. Cute, they say now. But never pretty. Pretty and beautiful were always words used to describe my sister. An year older but looked more older. Sexy even.
I looked at my silhouette in the mirror that was right beside me. I wore a Tee with trousers. I looked just like a boy with my short hair and figure. Not the sexy edgy kind. But the cute kind. Aargh! That's all I get as a boy too. I wore the Tee loose. Not to enhance my boobs. To be honest, I could wear a tight-fitted dress and people would hardly notice. Okay. Enough with the body shaming and self-hate. I've got things to do.
So I should just wake him up, scare the hell out of him. Make him tell the truth. Video tape it and hand it over to the Police. Maybe he killed her. All the butler told me was that she went missing and she had killed herself. We were always rich. But I went to this shitty school and always saved my share. She was the trashy kind. She said we had enough to last a lifetime. I was saving for my college tuition. She said I was stupid and that we were very rich. I never realised how rich we were until she went missing and things got into my hands. I knew we had enough but never thought it'd this big. We had this kinda business running it seems. Clothing line actually.
Wait. What am I thinking? I'm here on a mission and I'm losing my mind? I must be crazy.
I started walking towards him. Slowly. Trying to understand him. Even though he is asleep, I must understand something. Three steps and I'll be there. You're dead meat fucker. I said. I was smiling. I waited for this so long. I was standing beside him. I've never done anything daring my entire life. It felt like I was in a movie or something. What if he opened his eyes now? It'd be so creepy but I had to do it. My relationship with my sister was rocky. But still this is my chance to prove we did have one. We were sisters after all. I reached out my hand to wake him.This was it.
That was when my phone rang. Vibrated actually.
"Yes? "I said into the phone.
Wait. I didn't check who was calling. I started to get the phone to see the screen but before that I heard it.
" Are you fucking stupid? "
Her voice. Lara. My sister. Crystal clear.
"Lara? "I whispered into the phone.
" Where the hell are you? I'm at Vegas, idiot. "She said.
" What? "I asked gasping for air.
" With my boyfriend. I couldn't reach you. And heard that the butler filled you with a stupid story of his. "She waited. I couldn't say anything. My mouth was dry. I needed water.
" Are you there? "She asked.
" Ye..s"I replied.
"I'm gonna fucking sue him. He has gone crazy. No. You're stupid for believing that shit. "She said.
"No." I said.
"What? I can't hear you. "She said.
"..." Silence.
"Okay. So go back to our home first thing tomorrow. Isn't it like midnight there now? "She asked.
" Yes. "I replied.
" Okay. I'm kinda busy. You know Richard right. I'm with him. And did you see him? "she asked.
" Who? "
" Ronald Gardener. Isn't he the one you were gonna kill? He's hot! The last time I saw hi.. "I hung up and threw my phone away. I aimed for the floor but it somehow went out the window.
" Shit! " I said looking outside.
What have I done? Jesus! I'm in this alien country. I've been to England before but still alien country in a stupid boarding school surrounded by boys dressed like fucking Justin Bieber. God!
I looked at him. Ronald Gardener. He struck me as good looking now. I am crazy! Moonlight showed on my face. He looked peaceful. Lord! I felt sorry for him. For all boys. I hated them all for no reason. There was still my first crush rejecting me but..
I sighed. I didn't mean to sigh loudly but I somehow did. Ronald shifted in his sleep. I was watching him. And then he opened his eyes. His eyes focused into mine. God! He's beautif..

And if you're wondering what I was about to say it was that he was beautiful. And if you're wondering why I didn't complete it, it was because he threw the first thing that he could find at me. All I remember getting hit at face. Of course I was knocked out.