I froze, looking in the mirror. Right behind me, dressed impeccably like she usually did was her. My eyes widened and I whirled around, afraid of what I would see. There was nothing. I blinked hard and turned back around. There was no one in the mirror next to me anymore. Just me, a five foot four inch tall girl with shoulder length blond hair. My green eyes were terrified, but I quickly masked my emotions as my friend and apartment mate called to me.
"Stella, it's time to go! We're gonna be late if you don't hurry!"
I smiled at Lottie's voice and replied, "I know, but you're the one that isn't ready."
"Touché," Lottie called back. I grinned and just rolled my eyes. As I grabbed my soccer ball, I had a bad feeling something was gonna go wrong.
At soccer, I pushed myself hard and stumbled, a lot. But this wouldn't stop me from success.
Dun, dun, dunnnnn!!!!! First story! Yay! Now for the grand beginning, chapter 1! See you all there!
-NightStarGazers