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Sighing, remembering I need to record this if ever I can get back. I can't forget that I do not belong here. This isn't my life, nor my body.

"Did you lose your sense of fashion at the hospital?" We had been walking around the mall for like hours now, both of them seemed to be doing the shopping more than me. I was actually having fun observing both of them.

Now we at one of the stores within the mall with Lorraine and Monique was the one looking me as though I grew a third head when they told me I needed to buy something since shopping is not shopping without buying anything. Lorraine asking that question with Monique trying to stop laughing

"Huh? Uh...N-No?"

"Then why you dressing like a hag?" Pointing out the clothes that I picked that were approximately the same styles but different colors. "I didn't say we should go shopping just so you can these.... whatever these are."

"What's wrong with these?" I asked utterly confused. To which they facepalmed to.

"You know what? Its your choice, do really want to buy those?" Lorraine asked while crossing her arms across her chest. Her eyes widening a bit before suddenly pulling Minerva away from the clothes. "Nicky pay for these while I work as cupid."

Both of them giggling, while I got pulled around like a child who was oblivious of what was happening. Which was by the way the truth in this situation.

"Stand here." Guiding me to a certain position.

"What's this about?"

"Don't look know but your future boyfriend is near." Before I can even turn to look at who she was referring to she pushed me resulting to me stumbling with my footing.

I expected the cold hard floor, at least a concussion would might have stopped this weird dream. The searing pain of hitting my head would indeed wake me up. Except, I didn't feel it instead I felt a warm arm and hand wrapped around me breaking my fall to the concrete floor where I would have shattered my head.

"Hey." The voice said. That irritating, blood boiling sound ringing through her ears and registering in my brain. The voice registered first before the face.

"Hector." I said with contempt before pushing him away, causing both of us to fall.

"A thank you would have been fine, you know." He said as he winced in pain before standing up. Offering his hand to me which I didn't accept, letting his hand dangle in air awkwardly as I stood up.

"Umm, See you in campus then." He said as he smiled in embarrassment before walking away.

"What the hell was that?!" Monique asked as she drew closer to me. Followed by Lorraine who looked belwildered with the events that transpired.

"Bitch the fuck?" Staring at me like I was possessed by something, "Why'd you do that?!"

"I know like Hector's all uncomfortable with being near me and the feeling is mutual. I don't like him, he doesn't like me." I stated as I brushed of the dust I think I collected from being near him. "Why'd you push me towards him anyways?"

" What do you mean by 'uncomfortable' with you? He totally likes, you. You would never shut up about him since first year, so what do you mean you don't like him?" Monique said as we headed towards a restaurant to eat lunch. "You tried all ways just for him to be able to notice you, and you just threw all those hard work of two years away by pushing him away."

"I... just... d-don't like him anymore." Saying it as an excuse so they won't look at me weirdly. "I mean... it's hard to like a person who doesn't reciprocate how you feel."

Please for god's sake just buy that excuse. I have been praying in my head that they would not realize that I am an imposter in this body. I don't even want to think what will happen to me if someone finds out I am not from here.

"Well, I mean he feels the same way." Lorraine said without looking away from the menu. "Should we order this platter or should we just order separately?"

"I still can't believe you don't like Hector anymore." Monique said before she stated she wanted extra fries. "Are you sure you're our Minerva?"

I froze for a second. All thoughts running across my brain, I felt like my brain short circuited with that question. I was wrecking my head for believable excuses. It was a good thing my eyes were on the menu, I was fixated on it while making sure my facial expression was blank as though I was concentrating on the menu. Drawing it closer to my face to hide my panic. Breathing as though some had their hand on my throat. Inhaling deeply and quietly forcing myself to calm down as I thought of an answer.

"I think, I'll just add ice cream since the platter had no ice cream and I am craving for some." I said as I smiled and placed the menu down. "What was that sorry, I spaced out a bit."

"You need glasses, bish. Seriously you need it, you were nearly kissing the menu. Don't give me the 'I'll look like a nerd' shiz, you can get contacts." Lorraine laughed before calling over a waiter. After stating our orders and when the waiter left she took out her phone. "Monique was asking if you really are our Minerva."

"Who do you expect me to be? Is there another Minerva in your lives?" I said while chuckling softly. I mean it was true anyways. I am Minerva... just not their Minerva.

"I don't know, you can be an alien or something. You know like in that movie. The old one where the guy was replaced by his look-a-like?" Monique laughed as she took out her phone as well.

"They were clones, not aliens. Right, Lorraine?" I asked trying to make the conversation less awkward for me so it won't be suspicious.

"I have no idea. I can't say which is right since the two of you are not even saying what the freaking title of the movie is." Lorraine answered without looking up from her phone but smiling.

Acting to be my other self seems to be harder than it seems.