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The Weird Life Of Avery Bane is about a young woman who is 13 years old, in her Freshman year of high school. She is attending school at Princeton High in place of Adam Darkwaters (aka her doppelganger). Avery is to switch identities with Adam Darkwaters so she can attend Princeton High in place of Adam Darkwaters, while Adam attends her school, Evergreen High. Avery is to continue Adam's family tradition at Princeton High, where every male of the Darkwaters family, starting from Adam's great-great-grandfather, had to become The Captain of the Martial Arts Club.

PS: I didn't copy off of the author W1N5T0N because I am W1N5T0N, and the reason why I have a new account is I got locked out of my original account. I'm just saying this because I don't want people to think I was copying off of myself. Which doesn't really make much sense. I hope you will enjoy my novel :) or at least give it a chance.

PSS: Brother made my cover.

The Weird Life of Avery Bane

 On my second day here, Adam came slamming into my room, yelling, "Get up! I need to do your makeup!"


 I stared at him confused, "What? Why? I'm confused."


 Adam glared, dragging me off the bed, "My mother is throwing a party! Come on, get up."


 Sighing, I got up, "Why do I have to go? Please tell me I don't have to go."


 Adam placed his hands on his hips, "Yes, you have to go. My mother is throwing the party for me and you. You have to come. Hurry up, I'm doing your makeup."


 I sighed, "Fine, fine, I'll get up so you can do my makeup." I went over to the vanity, sitting down, Adam immediately began, yanking and poking at my hair.


 He sighed, "Alright, I'm going to start on your hair first. Do you want up-ward hairstyles or down-ward ones? Oh, you are going to have to wear one of my wigs."


 I sighed, shrugged, "Okay, I'm okay with a wig, I don't know, both? Half? Do whatever you think is best for me."


 Adam grinned, he had a look in his eyes, uh-oh, "Heheheheheh, now that you have given me all the power to whatever I want with you, heheheh."


 I tried to jump out of the chair but Adam grabbed my shoulders, "Sit down, Avery. It is not going to hurt...too much."


 I squirmed, then I sighed, "Fine, are you going to pluck anything out?"


 Adam grinned, "Yep, and waxing too, have you practiced walking in your heels yet?"


 I nodded, "Yeah, I have been practicing. I have fallen so many, I have lost count, already. How do people do it? I can barely walk in 3-inch heels let alone 6-inch ones."


 Adam shrugged, "Practice I guess? Anyway, close your eyes or something, I want it to be a surprise. Please?"


 Adam shrugged, "Sure, just keep your eyes closed."


 The last thing I heard was Adam muttering, "Oh yes, I will have so much fun with this, hehehe." Before I went to sleep.


 I woke up to a sharp poking in my side, I woke up rubbing my eyes, "What? Huh?"


 Adam replied, "Do you like your hair? Isn't it pretty?"


 I looked at my reflection, Adam gave me a side ponytail, it was in soft waves, there were a few small, loos braids going through the pony-tail, and there were two pieces of hair framing my face. It was so pretty, I really liked it.


 I smiled, "I like it very much, Adam, thank you."


 Adam grinned, "Yeah, now the makeup, this should take an hour or so."


 After more than an hour, my face felt so dry and heavy, huh, at least it looked nice.


 Adam glanced at me, with raised eyebrows, "Do you not like it?"


 I shrugged, "It looks nice, but it feels so dry and heavy. Is it usually like this?"


 Adam stared at me, "You have never worn makeup? Really? Wow. Meh, I guess it feels a little dry, you will get used to it, though. Hehehe, now put on the dress and shoes. I want to see my masterpiece."


 I carefully put on the dress, making sure not to touch anything that might ruin the hair and makeup.


 Adam gasped, putting his hands on his cheeks, "You look so pretty! Hehehe, twirl around, pretty girl!"


 I did a twirl for him, smiling, "I love it, I actually look pretty, hehehe, thanks, Adam."


 Adam grinned, "Alright, the party should be staring in an hour and a half at 5:30, I need to touch up my hair and makeup. Got to go! See you later."


 I asked, "How do I keep this all on without messing it up?"


 Adam sighed, "Don't wrinkle your dress, just go read or something. I really need to go, now."


 An hour and a half passed, Adam nocked n my door, "Come down Avery, you need to come down, the party is starting. Hurry up!"


 I put my book down, and put on the heels, "Alright, I coming." I opened the door, "Okay, let's go."


 And thus, began my first rich people party.


Getting Ready For A Party