I'M INSIDE MY NOVEL?! (Transmigration Series 1)

How I wish I can slap my most hated Character. There's no reason for her to be a self–centered bitch. She just want to be the main character of every story she write. Ironic, right?

Louise Monte Allejos. She's a spoiled little brat of her family. Everything she wants, she gets. She's older than Luna, but the gap of wealth are way too much. Luna are more successful that her other cousins and siblings. That's also the reason why she's favored by every member of her family.

On the other hand. Louise, who is not good at anything became the black hole of the family. She was given enough attention of her family, but stil it is not enough for her. She want all the attention by herself. She begun to play the little angel of her family and Luna as the villain Luna doesn't care about it though, since she know herself more than anyone. She didn't do anything but to watch with a smug plastered on her beautiful face, probably laughing at her self-centered cousin.

"Only a fool can be deceived by her schemes,"

That's what she always say. And I agree to it. If you're smart enough, you will immediately know if she's acting or not.

I look at her blankly while she constantly apologizing. It makes my ear hurts.

"I'm sorry, I'm so—"

Before she can utter another word, I immediately stop her. Para siyang sirang plaka. Paulit–ulit.

"It's fine," I cooly stated and begin to walk again, but before that. I need to change.

I immediately go to the locker room where my P.E uniform are. I get the two pair and change.

I look at my self in the mirror. It's an aesthetic polo. It has peach color on it's collar, while forest green for short. It's above the knee short. Pinaresan ko narin ng robber shoes na puti at maikling medyas.

I also tied my hair into high ponytail, I leave a few baby hair enough to make my face at least presentable look.

After that, I immediately go to my next class. Both hands in my pocket while my bag hang in my left shoulder.

Marami–rami parin ang nasa labas ng room nila. Kapag nakikita nila ako ay agad silang napapatigil sa kaniya–kaniyang ginagawa.

I didn't pay them attention and go to my next class. Nang makarating ako ay ingay ng mga kaklase ko ang agad na bumungad sa akin. Napahinto pa sila sandali upang pagmasdan ako bago babalik uli sa kaniya–kaniyang ginagawa. Napailing ako.

Umupo ako sa bakanteng upuang nakita ko. In the corner of the room, I see Serafine and the whole gang. Wait, they are my classmate. Why I didn't see them? Oh, yeah. That's the time when their first mission starts. Hindi pa kasama ang kaibigang bakla ni Serafine at Aisha.

Hindi ko sila pinansin pero ramdam ko ang mga titig nila.

Just why I they looking at me?

After a few minutes. Our Values teacher came inside.

"Bring out your textbook and start writing this," napahinga ako ng malalim. I remembered my values teacher. This is how she handle us. She don't constantly teach us and always write our topic. It's irrating.

What other person call it again? Ah, pet peeve. That's how you call a person when you hate them.

I hate this kind of teacher, mas gugustuhin ko pa ang makinug kesa ang magsulat. Don't play innocent. All of us have our own definition of pet peeve, in my case. This kind of teacher really makes my blood boil.

Kahit nakakaramdam ng pagkairita ay kinuha ko parin ang textbook ko. That's what they call they notebook here.

I immediately write. While writing, I notice my penmanship. What? This is not how I write. It's too feminine and… aesthetic. Alam niyo 'yun? Pangit kasi ang sulat ko, pero maiintindihan parin naman. I also notice that my hands are soft, not like how my hands in my real world. Am I becoming the part of the novel?