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"I can't take this anymore! I'm leaving!" I shouted at my best friend. She looked at me scared, I've never screamed at her like that. I left my house with her just sitting there in my room on my bed scared. Scared of me! What is wrong with me?! I shouted in my head. Tears started to roll down my face slightly. I hated it when I screamed at the ones I care about and love. Megan, do we need to have a talk? "We just might Tray," I said with a sniffle. I walked over to the river over by some swings and sat down hugging my knees. There was a boy sitting next to me, who sort of looked like me, but not too much. He had dark shaggy hair that he'd always run his hands through as he spoke if he wasn't wearing a hat, his eyes were blue, but changed brown every once in a while. His glasses were balancing on the bridge of his peach colored nose and he pushed them up slightly to see me better. I looked him up and down at his attire and saw he was in a casual suit with converse on. I just smiled and he smiled back gently while putting his arm around me.

"Okay Megs, what happened? Why'd you go off on one of your best friends like that?" he asked me. I shook my head in confusion and ran my hand through my hair in frustration with myself. I heard some footsteps coming toward me, but then got fainter. I looked back and saw some guy holding hands with his girlfriend. I just shrugged that off and knew that they could only see me and not Tray.

"I have no clue Tray; my hormones are normal and everything, so I don't know. Maybe I'm just pissed off about something, but what would that be?" I asked the boy beside me. A soprano sax suddenly appeared in his hands and he smiled excitedly.

"I'm sure music will help you figure things out in your head," he winked. I laughed a little and tapped my foot to his playing. I sang a little harmony with his melody and we made a beautiful song, even though I was the only one who could hear it. The others who passed me could only hear a weird harmony to nothing. The song ended and the sax went away. "Did that help my dear?"

"Yeah a little bit thanks, but I'm still confused with my head. You live in there, you should know what's going on in there at all times Tray. You are a male me. If I died and was reborn I'd look like you," I said laughing a little at Tray's facial expression.

"Ummm…you sure Meg, I don't think you'd become me in another life. For all I know, I could have become you in another life, which is this one," he laughed and ruffled my hair.

"Tray I'm being sarcastic," I said and I tried to touch his hair, but he put his fedora on before I could touch it. "Damn you Tray."

"Hey I don't want you messing up my perfectly placed hair," he pouted. I just laughed and swung my arm at him. I saw his face glow with an idea and took off his hat again. "Maybe you're just stressed? I know when I get stressed I don't know how to act, so when I blow up, it's kind of scary," he spoke running his hand through his hair. "And like we established before, we are each other."

"That is very true, maybe that's it, but when I'm stressed I normally color or write or talk with you, but I talk with you for everything going on in my life, good or bad," I said. I saw his eyebrows raise up intrigued and I just laughed. I felt a hand on my shoulder and I jumped startled. I turned to see my best friend I shouted at earlier. I stood up and lowered my head. My eyes went next to me, but I didn't see Tray anywhere. Up here Megan. He spoke in my head. I just smiled and took my friends hand. "Can we talk?" she nodded and sat down where Tray sat. I sat down next to her and smiled a bit.

We talked and I explained to her why everything was the way it was. She understood and gave me a huge hug of love and understanding. We walked home and laughed the rest of the time we were together.

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"I can't take this anymore! I'm leaving!" I shouted at my best friend. She looked at me scared, I've never screamed at her like that. I left my house with her just sitting there in my room on my bed scared. Scared of me! What is wrong with me?! I shouted in my head. Tears started to roll down my face slightly. I hated it when I screamed at the ones I care about and love. Megan, do we need to have a talk? "We just might Tray," I said with a sniffle. I walked over to the river over by some swings and sat down hugging my knees. There was a boy sitting next to me, who sort of looked like me, but not too much. He had dark shaggy hair that he'd always run his hands through as he spoke if he wasn't wearing a hat, his eyes were blue, but changed brown every once in a while. His glasses were balancing on the bridge of his peach colored nose and he pushed them up slightly to see me better. I looked him up and down at his attire and saw he was in a casual suit with converse on. I just smiled and he smiled back gently while putting his arm around me.

"Okay Megs, what happened? Why'd you go off on one of your best friends like that?" he asked me. I shook my head in confusion and ran my hand through my hair in frustration with myself. I heard some footsteps coming toward me, but then got fainter. I looked back and saw some guy holding hands with his girlfriend. I just shrugged that off and knew that they could only see me and not Tray.

"I have no clue Tray; my hormones are normal and everything, so I don't know. Maybe I'm just pissed off about something, but what would that be?" I asked the boy beside me. A soprano sax suddenly appeared in his hands and he smiled excitedly.

"I'm sure music will help you figure things out in your head," he winked. I laughed a little and tapped my foot to his playing. I sang a little harmony with his melody and we made a beautiful song, even though I was the only one who could hear it. The others who passed me could only hear a weird harmony to nothing. The song ended and the sax went away. "Did that help my dear?"

"Yeah a little bit thanks, but I'm still confused with my head. You live in there, you should know what's going on in there at all times Tray. You are a male me. If I died and was reborn I'd look like you," I said laughing a little at Tray's facial expression.

"Ummm…you sure Meg, I don't think you'd become me in another life. For all I know, I could have become you in another life, which is this one," he laughed and ruffled my hair.

"Tray I'm being sarcastic," I said and I tried to touch his hair, but he put his fedora on before I could touch it. "Damn you Tray."

"Hey I don't want you messing up my perfectly placed hair," he pouted. I just laughed and swung my arm at him. I saw his face glow with an idea and took off his hat again. "Maybe you're just stressed? I know when I get stressed I don't know how to act, so when I blow up, it's kind of scary," he spoke running his hand through his hair. "And like we established before, we are each other."

"That is very true, maybe that's it, but when I'm stressed I normally color or write or talk with you, but I talk with you for everything going on in my life, good or bad," I said. I saw his eyebrows raise up intrigued and I just laughed. I felt a hand on my shoulder and I jumped startled. I turned to see my best friend I shouted at earlier. I stood up and lowered my head. My eyes went next to me, but I didn't see Tray anywhere. Up here Megan. He spoke in my head. I just smiled and took my friends hand. "Can we talk?" she nodded and sat down where Tray sat. I sat down next to her and smiled a bit.

We talked and I explained to her why everything was the way it was. She understood and gave me a huge hug of love and understanding. We walked home and laughed the rest of the time we were together.