I Am Leroy Terrell II

[Hello...]

[Hey!]

'In my mind, a million things were going through my head, I wasn't ready to meet genesis yet'

[I just wanted to apologize for what I said to you yesterday... You were right I have been distancing myself from you lately... Will, you forgive me?...]

'I have no idea what she's talking about but sure ill go along with it, just act like dorky Leroy, plus that was kinda a half-ass apology'

[Oh no! It's fine of course I'll forgive you.]

[Really?... Geez, you're so forgiving, Leroy... I don't know what ill do without you.]

[Yea! That's me! haha...]

[So anyways about Damien..]

'Damn getting straight to the point are we?'

[Yea what about him?] I asked her confused.

[Did you ask him?]

[About?]

'ask him what bitch? I've only been in this world for about an hour?'

[About his type! Remember?]

'shit...I'll just use the fight we had as an excuse'

[Oh well after the fight... I kind of forgot about that]

[Oh... yea...]

[Well I'll ask him tomorrow in class Okay?...]

[oh okay...]

[....]

[....]

'damn this is so awkward'

[so I guess I'll just see you at school then?]

'shit, school.'

[ummm gen do you perhaps know what classes I have for tomorrow?]

[um the same as you always have?]

'gee thanks gen that's helpful, ugh I can't act suspicious'

[oh right, haha yea sorry my head has been a mess.]

[oh, of course, I understand I'm kinda busy right now but remember ask Damien for me!]

'uh-huh, how could I forget, Wait maybe I can ask her what classes me and Damien have together'

[wait gen! wh-]

[well bye Leroy I'll talk to you tomorrow]

*beep beep*

'fucking bitch'

I sighed as I put the phone down.

'I got to find something that can tell me what Leroy's classes are, like a schedule or a planner?'

As I searched around the room for clues, I found Leroy's bag and proceeded to look through it.

I pulled out this really showy, vulgar flashy notebook planner with fake sticker gems around the cover saying

*smiling emoji* ๐—Ÿ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜†'๐˜€ ๐—˜๐—ฃ๐—œ๐—– ๐—•๐—ข๐—ข๐—ž ๐—ฃ๐—Ÿ๐—”๐—ก๐—ก๐—˜๐—ฅ *stars emoji*

"....."

'Yea this is definitely getting burned in the backyard.'

I took a deep breath and proceeded to look into the contents of the book.

'Here we go'

๐“๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐๐š๐ฒ: Gift genny the necklace and confess my love for her! *heart emojis*

๐–๐ž๐๐ง๐ž๐ฌ๐๐š๐ฒ: We go on a picnic date and read books together

๐“๐ก๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐๐š๐ฒ: Plan our wedding *ring emoji*

'poor guy....'

๐…๐ซ๐ข๐๐š๐ฒ: Go to win the noble prize *trophy emoji*

'..... Okay then, next page.'

I flipped onto the next page to see what else I was getting myself into.

โ™ฅ ME AND GENNY SUMMER PLANS โ™ฅ

I immediately closed the book for obvious reasons.

'God I feel bad for him, especially since Leroy had no idea he was going to get rejected, poor guy was so confident he was going to spend the rest of his life with her...'

I put the notebook planner back into the bag.

I searched for more stuff in the bookbag but nothing much except books and a pencil case.

I sighed and flopped on the bed exhausted.

I really couldn't believe I transmigrated into "Be Mine" This still feels like a dream.

"But why?..."

I couldn't get over my death... I just couldn't. Why did I have to die like that? Why did they have to stab me too? Why just why...

My head went into a spiral with so many questions, anger, and frustration. Even though I transmigrated into this beautiful new world I just couldn't accept my death that way.

Getting hit by truck-Kun, Yea I can get over that. Or just dying from overworking that I can get over too. But dying in a cold street alone... I can still feel that sharp aching pain in my chest and how I was cold... and scared... I just can't get over it.

But then I remembered that woman. Did she transmigrate too? Did she possibly get saved? Did she manage to survive?

I curled up in a ball thinking of millions of possibilities of what could have happened if me and her had survived that attack.

But I knew I was overthinking and I just needed some rest.

Yea rest... Just rest...

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Help... Help me... Please anyone someone save us...

A hand desperately reaching out for me, Her hands were cold and bloody, Her tears streaming down her face.

Don't die... We'll make it...

Im so sorry....

I suddenly woke up panting and breathless.

Was that her?...

I got up and drank some water.

I sighed and rubbed my forehead.

"ARF ARF"

Startled by the noise I looked at the small puppy near my feet looking up at me.

"Oh hey picka" I picked her up with a faint smile on my face.

"ARF ARF" she frantically struggled with me and eventually I put her back down.

"Alright Alright there, happy?"

"Okay now school"

I looked into my closet to find any decent clothes I can find to dress myself up with.

Spoiler alert, There were none. I am definitely going to throw these clothes out and buy new ones.

I sneaked into Ayden's room to see if he has any clothes for me to borrow.

Relieved He wasn't in his room, I picked out a striped hoodie and baggy pants.

After taking a shower and putting them on. As I was brushing my teeth. I looked at myself in the mirror.

Damn, I'm pretty attractive without those glasses. Leroy has really pretty features.

His eyes is really like honey... I mean damn when authors exaggerate their character's features, they really go all out.

Leroy really was a sweet kid... How'd I ever end up in his body in the first place?

I went downstairs with my stuff.

Ayden was downstairs eating his cereal. He glanced at me and then frowned.

"Is that my clothes you wearing?" He asked glaring at me.

'ah shit'

"um yes," I answered back.

"Why?"

"Because my clothes suck?"

"And? why's that my problem?"

Just then mom walks into the room.

"Oh, boys you're finally ready!"

"Alright ready for the last week of school!" She says with her easy-going smile.

"Yea, let's go," Ayden said picking up his backpack.

He walked over to me with indifference on his face.

"Gald you finally realize your awful fashion taste"

'couldn't agree with you more bro'

I took a deep breath as I walked out the door to the unknown.