Chapter I

Crap!

My head hurts!

Can someone stop screaming please!

I tried lifting up my arms but they wouldn't move an inch, feeling frustrated I tried screaming at who ever is making so much noise but the burning in my throat left it numb. I finally got my eyes to open but everything around me looked blurred and I could barely make out what looks like a hospital ceiling, I looked to my side only too see doctors and nurses screaming as I realized I was being pushed somewhere.

That is when I recalled the accident...and I was supposed to go on that stupid long-awaited vacation! 

I moved my eyes toward the doctor that held my face in his hands, I tried hard to make out what he was telling me but all I could do was shake my head as I let out a breath and darkness surrounded me.

I wish you were never my sister!

Why didn't you try harder?

I should never have trusted you.

I just waisted my time...

Those last painful words surrounded me as I just sat there in the darkness, I closed my ears in hope that I wouldn't hear all those memories that haunted me throughout my years.

I haven't seen them in such a long time but they still had a way of controlling my life.

"Darling please wake up for me."

I lifted my head as I heard the most sweetest voice ever, that was a sound I haven't heard from my own mother in such a long time.

"Please don't leave me alone, I know your father and brother was wrong so please forgive them this time....they will realize what they have done wrong."

I wanted to hold this crying voice in my arms, I don't know why my heart felt like it was breaking but I wanted to hear her laugh. My head started hurting as I remember something completely different, it felt like I was watching a completely different persons life as she grew up. When it was done it felt like something finally got put into the right place and I could breathed in, as I breathed out a breath of air I finally opened my eyes.

I waited for a few minutes before pushing myself up from the bed, the room I found myself in was definitely not the hospital or my room at the hotel rental. This room looked like a bachelor flat and was gorgeously filled with old furnitures, the floor was covered in what looks like wooden floor planks and the walls looks like white marble. There was a very large vintage closet at the corner of the room, where the closet ended started a bookcase that filled the rest of the wall. There was a small opening where a study table stood with a lamp, papers and open books.

The bed I found myself in was large on its own with pillars on each side covered in silk, even the bed sheets were made of silk. The left side wall was made of just windows that led out to a patio outside, in the corner stood a mirror. At the middle of the room stood a small table with chairs made of a blue colour, this room looked as if it was pulled out of a woman's fantasy. I climbed out of the bed, grabbing hold of one of the pillars as it felt like I would fall to the ground, closing my eyes I took a few breath and calmed myself down. After I felt like I could finally move again, I headed toward the window but stopped and I pulled on the night-gown I found neatly folded on the bed end. I looked at the mirror and felt my body turning cold when a complete stranger looked back at me, I moved my hand and she did the same. She was completely gorgeous with long red hair, one of her eyes were golden while the other one looked like emeralds. There were no dark spots on her porcelain skin and she had a body I would die for, who was the complete opposite of what I can remember myself being.

"Cristy Lynette Vacell." I found myself whispering. 

Swallowing I headed to the balcony, I sat on the sofa outside and watched the sunrise. 

I knew that I was not in my body since I can still remember the feeling of being crushed and burned inside of a bus, I can also guess that this is nowhere close to where I lived since all I can see it nature that is still untouched except for a gravel road and gardens that is made for the pleasure of the houses owners.

What I just can't quite accept is finding myself waking up in that stupid book my sister used to talk about nonstop, it got so bad that I'm sure that I even started having nightmares about it. It was one of those simple romance novels about a girl of a farmer finding out that she was actually royalty and all the troubles that came with it, she had men running around and protecting her against any harm that came her way. I really didn't like the way that the story was being written or the choices that people made that my sister spoke about. I also felt remorse for the Duke's daughter that was said to be a villainess, I mean who wouldn't retaliate when a bumbo comes in and takes away the man who you're supposed to marry and love.

"She truly was an idiot." I spoke into the air, smiling at the way that my voice sounded.

It's a voice that sounded like a stream, it soothed even this heart that kept beating frantically. It reminded me of the voice that I heard calling for this body's owner to wake up, I couldn't help but wonder what their reactions would be once they realized that I was awake.

I took my time going through her memories, trying to get myself ready for when the house woke up. Apparently what got her into this state was when she begged her father to go to the same school that her brother is in, it didn't make the conversation better when her brother barged in and laughed at her. Her father stood up when she wouldn't budge one bit and kept on begging to go, the slap that she received forced her to pass out but she could still hear her brother laughing.

If I remember correct she entered the same school where the heroine plaid in, the issue was that she entered the school without her father's permission to follow the prince around. In some was I was shocked that this body's owner still collected books and studied, she did at some point in the story did get permission to keep studying in the school. Unfortunately her obsession was her down fall.

I touched the cheek that her father slapped, cringing when I felt the pain still throbbing from it.

How hard did he have to slap his own daughter?

I tapped the chair as my head hurt trying to recall the story and what has happened so far, at least the best part is I haven't...I mean she hasn't met the heroine yet, unfortunately I will not be able to call off the engagement due to the promise their grandfather made with the royal family.

The other problem is that she was already head over heals I love with the prince, which will make things hard since he will probably already hate her...or now me.

It wouldn't be so bad since I will just ignore him, I really don't have to spend time with him and just to add to it I can also ignore this father and brother duo. Or not get involved with them as best as I can. I will need to fill in that form for the application form for the school and maybe find a place where I can stay on the school ground, that is if they have it here.

Which means I have a lot of work ahead off me.

A soft knock caught my attention, turning my head I watched as the door opened softly and a small maid came in. It looked like she was talking to herself as she walked to the bed, I could help but smile when she let out a scream. This will cause quite the commotion in the early morning, just as I shook my head I found a woman with what looks like a butler rushing in.

"Where is my daughter!"

"Madam I....I..."

I stood up and slowly walked in as the maid kept on crying, the butler tried to calm them both down. He looked up as he heard the floor creaking, he softly tapped Mother and she looked up to where he was pointing. I looked straight into her emerald eyes as I realized where I got my beauty from, she was a gorgeous person as she started smiling.

"Cris...sweatheart?" she whispered, taking a small step closer to me.

"Good Morning Mother." I smiled back at her, opening my arms for that hug I have longed for since I heard her calling me.

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