I turn around, expecting Travis even though I know that that annoying voice doesn't belong to him.

Ugh, I just used 'that that' in a sentence.

My eyes widened as I saw a guy with the most beautiful eyes. He had hazel green eyes that seemed to be able to see your soul(I'm exaggerating, but ever since I woke up, the only human boy I've encountered and saw was Travis) and his long eyelashes compliment it very well.

I also observed that his tossled brown hair had highlights on it. It looked like a tree on fire.

"Take a picture, babe. It lasts longer. Ah, I just stole Kitian's role." He said with a laugh.

"H-huh..." I stuttered.

"Oh, I get it! You're in Ana side. So, Ana, where you been? You suddenly disappeared in high school, like Xander nearly committed suicide." He said.

My eyes widened. Who's Xander and why would he commit suicide?

Is this some sort of sick joke?!

Dayana! You have amnesia, you weirdo!

"Yeah. I'm exaggerating. But he did finish all our cafeteria food om Friday's. And you know how that usually ends." He said and shuddered.

"I'm sorry, but who are you?"

He froze, then covered it up with a smile, "Did I change that much?"

How would I know?!

"Pardon?" I replied.

"It's me, Austin! You know, firecracker of CREST4?" He offered, expecting a hint of familiarity on my face.

Crest four? What's that? Sounds like some brand for a perfume or something.

"I'm sorry, but I think you got the wrong girl." I told him.

"No way! I'd remember the girl that made commander not only smile, but laugh on their first meeting!" He replied, grinning like a maniac.

"Commander?" I asked, more confused than I was.

"Dayana, c'mon. Not funny now." He said, getting impatient.

Maybe he means another Dayana? Like as in Diana?

"How do you spell Dayana?" I asked him.

"D-A-Y-A-N-A. Dayana." He replied.

I was taken aback. I don't think Dayana spelt like that is common, or even if someone else in this world has the same name as me.

Oh... wait! Right, my amnesia. Maybe- maybe-

Before I could answer, a booming voice yelled, "Austin! Come over here, dude!"

"Oh! There's Kitian! I should call him. Wait right here-"

Before he could even finish, I ran past him and to my room.

When I reached there, I nearly did a victory dance but then I remembered that there were other people in the room.

I looked around, looking for something... Like maybe an empty seat?

Everyone was either sitting on their chair's desk or standing up.

But I saw this one girl actually using a chair properly.

She was at the back, she seemed like the only one who wasn't talking to their friends.

I walked over to her, given she was seated at the back of the classroom.

"Hi." I greeted her.

She looked over to me and damn, she was gorgeous.

She had pale skin that would remind you of sugar and dull brown orbs but seemed to shine. Her long, curly raven black hair fell perfectly on her shoulders.

"Uh... is this seat occupied?" I asked, motioning to the seat behind her.

She looked weirdly at me, and shook her head.

I smiled as I sat down, "I'm Dayana."

I offered her my hand to shake.

She stared, as if I was giving her free Skittles and couldn't believe it.

"H-hi." She let out, "I'm... L-Layla."

"You don't talk much, don't you, Layla?"

"I h-have a s-s-stuttering problem so I ch-choose to b-be quiet." She replied.

"Oh. Sorry for being too curious." I said, putting my hand down when I realized I was still putting it up.

"You're not gon...na t-tease me?" She asked in disbelief.

"Now why would I?" I asked with another big smile.

"Pe...people usually b-b-bully me for my stuttering." She replied, tucking her hair behind her ear.

I grabbed her hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze, "From now on, you and I are friends."

She smiled back.

-

"That was exhausting!" I said, stretching a bit.

"I know... right." Layla stammered.

I smiled, "Let's go?"

"D-do you ev-even know... where t-the cafeteria is?" She teased.

"No." I sheepishly replied, "That's why you're gonna guide me."

I linked our arms as we exited the room, gaining a lot of whispers, of course.

"Ew, the freak is getting germs all over the hottie."

"Did she, like, brainwash Travis's sister?"

"That attention seeker just wants to get close with her."

I glared a them, "Excuse me? Do you wanna share something with us?"

"Um, yes. Why are you hanging out with a freak like Lani?" A boy asked, raising his eyebrow.

"I-it's... L-L-Layla." She corrected.

"Shut up, freak. I'm not talking to you." He spat.

I couldn't take it anymore so I slammed him against the lockers.

Ooh! I'm strong, I didn't know that.

I should sign up for a gang. Ha, I'm hilarious.

"Now listen here, I don't know what your problem is with Layla but I do know that I hate someone dissing my friends so you can do yourself a favor and piss off." I growled.

I didn't sound like myself. I sounded like... Dayana.

What?

Okay, I know that didn't make sense but for some reason when I threaten someone, it sounds so... natural.

I shook that thought away and tightened my grip on the guy.

"D-Dayana... le-let's go..!" Layla exclaimed.

Before I could let go of the punk in front of me, he grabbed my wrist.

"Da-Dayana!" Layla stammered.

"Just because you're a girl doesn't mean I'll go easy on you, Dayana, was it?" He said with a smirk.

I smirked back.

Oh no, Dayana, what are you doing? What the actual fuck are you doing?!

"Oh, you have the audacity to smirk back at me?" He spat.

"You look uglier when you're mad." I said with an uncontrollable giggle.

Ah, whatever.

He got furious and aimed his fist at me.

I closed my eyes waiting for the impact but nothing came. In fact, I even felt my wrist beeing freed.

I opened my eyes as I saw a guy, a hot one may I add, holding back the wrist of Mr. Arrogant.

"Nobody hurts her, I'll murder anyone who lays a hand on my girl."

What. The. Actual. Heck.

Hello hello ;) Another cliffhanger, hehe. I love you all so much so here's a chapter that ends with another cliffhanger even though I already gave you a cliffhanger last time.

Oh, and I won't be able to update until Sunday since I have exams😭😭😭😫😫

So, make sure not to trip while looking over this cliff you are hanging on ;)

xoxo,

~Yelly