"Happy birthday Priscilla!!"

"Oh my goodness, thank you so much," cried Priscilla, the birthday girl who just turned 19. No, these girls weren't her friends, they all hated her secretly. She knew they hated her, everyone knew that. It was all because of her fine-looking cousin Jack that they even glanced at her. She often received mean and snide remarks about how much they despised her. But come on, this girl has better things to do in life, these miniature cheap versions of not-so-mean girls ain't about to get on her nerves tonight.

Excusing herself to go to the loo, Priscilla made her way out of the rich, snobby, and obnoxious plastic girls. She did notice them whispering behind her back but chose to ignore them. She was determined not to let anyone interfere with her bliss this time.

PRISCILLA POV

As I flushed down the toilet and came out the stall, I saw the so-called super hot girls of my university when in reality they are real-life bitches who would have been in a better position if their brain cells developed faster than their breast cells, standing with their arms folded and what I presume were trying to stare at me through their fake eyelashes. "Uh hey?" I gave a fake grin. Chloe scoffed and came closer to me. "Why do you even exist, you bitch?" she asked. I struggled to not burst out laughing at that one. Like how long did it take you to come up with that one? "Dearest Chloe, your ass must be pretty jealous of all the shit that comes out of your mouth, right?", I smirked. "Now if you would excuse me, I got a lot of work other than doing childish tactics like you guys, mwah." I blew them an imaginary kiss before stepping out.

"Phew, those girls surely are a piece of work." I thought to myself. Wait, I didn't see Dimitra anywhere today... Where is she? She didn't even wish me a happy birthday, which is very unlike her. Might Jack know where she is?

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Trying to squeeze my way out of all the drunk and wasted teenagers, I reached Jack only to find him making out with a random girl on the couch. Typical Jack, I thought while shrugging.

"Jack, where's Dimitra?"

When he removed his lips from the chick, the duo glared at me.

"Why are you so annoying Priscilla? Just mind your own damn business and leave me the fuck alone." he snapped at me.

Ugh, what a douchebag. This isn't gonna work... I guess I should just go to her house and see where she is.

I made my way to the old benevolent grandma whom I adored with my whole heart, Dimitra. Ever since my parents died in a house fire, she was the one who brought me up and the only one who loved me. As far as I remember, she has always been with me. On top of that, she is the wisest person I have ever met. Not everyone can understand her words. She chooses her words carefully and they hit deep. Jack despises her, saying she is a lunatic.

My cousin's an imbecile, yes.

What? I can't sugarcoat my words, I ain't no Willy Wonka.

I reached her house and knocked on her front door, but she did not respond.

"Dimitra! Are you in there? You have been nonexistent the whole day...Are you okay? Hello??"

I was about to bang harder when I noticed that the door was open. Strange, she never keeps her door open.

"Dimitra? Are you in here?" The whole house was eerily quiet and the lights were out. I felt goosebumps arising on my arms, suddenly feeling uneasy.

Maybe she's upstairs, I am just being paranoid. Shrugging my thoughts off, I took the stairs up to her room.

Holy freaking crap.

I watched with my eyes wide open, my head blank. The door of Dimitra's room was glowing in a bright shade of golden. The blinding light almost made my eyes hurt.

"My dear Priscilla, a very happy birthday to you. Now that you are an adult, it is time for you to complete the goal you left behind in your previous life. Come my child, enter the door and realize the purpose of your rebirth. Don't worry my delicate flower, I am always protecting you."

After hearing Dimitra's voice from inside the room, I was curious as to what this ruckus is all about.

"What do you mean? And what is this mystifying golden light gleaming about?"

As I waited for her response, I was met with an eerily peaceful tranquility. "Dimitra? Answer me, come on. You cannot remain still after leaving me in such curiosity!"

A push on my upper back suddenly sent me stumbling into the cryptic room. With my eyes shutting in reflex and my arms flailing, an uncontrolled yelp made its way out of my mouth.

Oh god, I am going insane.