Double Life

Amahle Bhele. I know, you're

golden blonde locks with smooth pale skin and baby blue eyes. Plus, I have a yummy boyfriend named Jonathan. When I'm Amahle I have chestnut brown hair with warm brown skin, adorable dimples and dark brown eyes. I li

my sleep schedule. Now I know you're still confused about my two lives or double life as I call it. I'm still confused about it sometimes. All I know is I fall asleep in one body

nd had one in the same exact place on my other body. After that, I started testing my bodies to see what would happen to the other. Finally, after researching myself and my family in both

looking out the window. My mom looks at me and gives me a ginormous grin. She looks just like me, but older and way prettier.

inking about?" m

was... She would probably think I'm insane and put me in a mental institution. I look at the clock. Dang it!

minutes of drowning the radio out, I open them and I'm back in Ms. Flora's class laying in a puddle o

myself sleeping. I've thought about recording myself but felt weird doing it. I just imagine that I look lifeless because well, I'm in another life. Also, this isn't the first time I've been told I'm a very deep sleeper. My family tells me that all the time and as Sofia I've been diagnosed with narcolepsy I look forward t

s slowly and I know exactly

one being Ms. Flora's Math class. This is where we met, He walked up to me while I was explaining the California weather to Tessa. He tried correcting me about something but I instantly shut him down. How is a boy from New York going to correct me about my home state? I couldn't use tha

because he's trying not to disturb the class. But the class

's the absolute best. He's got beautiful deep tan skin, sandy brown hair that's silky and hazel brown eyes. His cheeks are kind of puffy but in a cute way. He's really tall, 6 foot 1 to be exact. I'm not that far off, in both of my bodi

im and we both laugh. Ow! A rushing headache just came out of nowhere. My head is

h there's 5 minutes left in the period. I quickly put all my books and my pink stress ball (identical to the other) in my bag and speed walked to the bathroom. I go to the sink and look in the mirror, this

t voice says, "we just

ink and look in the mirror. I see myself as Sofia but I look bruised and bloody. What the hell!? What's going on in my other body? I take a step back. I feel woozy. I don't know what's ha