The Change

   I walked down the narrow hallway, nervously clutching my books, and trying to avoid all the odd stares, points and whispers. The dim, yellow-y light glinted off the doors' windows, making every classroom look sinister, and as if everyone was jaundiced. I slowly entered my classroom and quietly shut the door, but when I turned, everyone was staring. Daring not to break the silence, I stared back in confusion. Scanning the classroom, my vision jumped and returned to a familiar face…mine? Same gold hair, blue eyes, turned up nose and full lips…it was me.

   Ever so slowly, the Second Me rose and wended her way through the grey desks, brushing the teacher and kids alike beside her so she could pass. She stood in front of me, and as I raised a questioning hand, she did the same. Lowering her hand, her eyes glimmered mechanical silver for a split second. I stumbled back as everyone in the class' eyes did the same.

   "It has begun," she murmured, soft laughter tumbling into my terrified ears.