Cass: It’s an honor to be here.
Troy: *eyes place over* Seems secure enough.
Lia: That’s right. According to Liza you’re Cass’ security guard.
Cass: He’s more than a security guard. He’s head of security for my father’s business. Only my father is very concerned about my safety, so he’s asked Troy to ensure I survive long enough to actually turn my life around.
Troy: *whispers softly* She doesn’t need to know that.
Lia: Well, interviews go better if people actually tell me stuff.
Cass: *smiles at Troy* At least Liza isn’t the one asking the questions.
Lia: *grimaces* I sent Liza a page of questions I intended to ask you, only she didn’t think they were…hold on…yes, here it is… “Your questions will not reveal the interesting parts of my characters, because my characters are not normal.”
*stares at Cass and Troy* Exactly what does that mean? Precisely how are you not normal…other than your face, of course.
Cass: *sighs* Yeah, the face kind of screams abnormality.
Lia: I hope those are temp-tats.
Cass: Wouldn’t that be nice. Unfortunately, they are all too permanent. I woke up in the hospital from an attempted suicide with no memories of my past. So I had no clue what I looked like.
The first time I looked in a mirror. I screamed in terror at the hideous creature staring back at me.
Lia: Hold on. Liza sent along an excerpt about this:
Upon settling down on the toilet, Cass noticed the floor to ceiling mirror facing her and screamed at the sight of the creature within it. Short black hair spouted about its head, black circles surrounded both eyes and fell like triangular knives down the cheeks. Black lips, stretched in horror as if in a nightmare. Pulling up her pants, she moved closer to the mirror.
She was a ghoul, an honest to God ghoul!
The door crashed open and her father stared at her, fear and panic clear in his eyes.
She touched her face. “Please tell me these aren’t permanent.”
His panic remained a second longer as her words filtered into his brain and then he pulled her into his arms. “Don’t worry, we will get them removed—if you want to…”
“If? Oh, I definitely want them removed,” she said.
How can I turn around my life if I look like the walking dead from a low-grade monster movie?
Troy: *rubs his hand in a small circle on her back.* At least your eyebrows have grown back.
Cass: *deeply breaths in and out* Yes. Now at least I can have attitude battles with the butler. When he cocks his brow at me, I can give it right back.
Troy: *chuckles* She doesn’t back down, that’s for sure.
Cass: *stares at Troy in adoration*
Troy: *stands up* I have to check your perimeter.
Lia: My what?
Troy: *rushes from room*
Cass: *sighs heavily* The man fears nothing but his love for me.
Lia: How old are you?
Cass: Seventeen going on eighty.”
Lia: Well then, Troy has good reason to fear you.
Cass: *nods* Eight of them: J.A.I.L.B.A.I.T. But don’t worry. Troy has more honor than any man I’ve ever met. He’s told me flat out that even when I become an adult, he still won’t go there because my dad is his best friend, and would never understand or forgive Troy for stealing his baby girl’s life.
*Cass growls and glares up at the ceiling…or God. *
Lia: Well, you are too young for him. He’s what—thirty?
Cass: *touches her nose with her finger*
Lia: What’s wrong with boys your age?
Cass: Other than being psychos and rapists?
Lia: They all can’t be that bad.
Cass: No, one might actually be a friend. At least he says he is. He thinks I should run away from my problems, rather than face them. But that’s not me. Evidently, it wasn’t Old Casey either.
Lia: Do you realize you refer to yourself as two different people?
Cass: *pauses and then glances around the room* I’m going to tell you something that cannot leave this room. Something I’ve told no one. The reason I refer to Old Casey as a different person is because she is. Old Casey didn’t just try to commit suicide. She succeeded.
Last week I was an 80 yr. old woman, shuffling around my town with my dog Jess. I lost vision in my left eye and went to the eye doctor who sent me to another doctor, and seven hundred doctors later, they determined I had non-operable brain cancer. The doctor wanted me to begin chemo-therapy, but I decided I’d rather go out while life was still good. So I made a video saying goodbye to my family and friends, then killed myself.
Lia: Wow…that is strange. I don’t normally hear about people’s prior lives…
Cass: *rubs face and sighs* It gets weirder. I didn’t come back as a new born baby. I returned in Old Casey’s body but the only memories I possess are mine from my prior life. I know nothing about Old Casey, other than she burned every bridge imaginable in her short life.
Lia: What’d she do?
Cass: Where to start? She put a $200,000 dollar necklace on a hairless dog and let it run off.
Cass: She’s shoplifted so much, that she’s banned from every store in a 30 mile radius. She’s not allowed to buy anything on the internet…not sure what she did there. And she stole a Lamborghini from the car barn, got on the freeway going the wrong direction, and created a major traffic pileup.
Cass: *nods* Old Casey had good reasons to be angry, but almost everything she did hurt herself, instead of the people who betrayed her in the past.
Lia: Look at the time. We need to wrap this up. It was such a pleasure talking to you.
Cass: *smiles* And to you. This was far more pleasant than being interviewed by Liza. She’s determined to become a hard-hitting interrogator for Fox News. Truth, courtesy, and fairness be damned.
Lia: I gathered as much from the list of questions she gave me that I didn’t use.
Cass: I really appreciate that. You did a great job.
Lia: Thanks. Liza sent me a youtube link to a book trailer. Do you think it’s safe to use?
Cass: *goes to door and waves Troy in* Can you check out the link Liza sent Lia.
Troy: *gazes at the link* It’s good.
Lia: Wow, you can tell that just by looking at it? Do you have special ex-ray eyes?
Troy: *frowns* No. I have a very good memory. I watched this clip this morning. It’s good.
Lia: All right then, turn off the lights and action:
Lia: That was excellent.
Cass: *nods* I love the part where I become human again.
Lia: Not just human, but beautiful.
Troy: I need to get Cass back to a safe house now.
Lia: Thank you both for coming. Troy perhaps you could return on your own. We really didn’t get to learn much about you today.
Troy: Not happening. My job is to keep Cass safe. End of story. End of interview.
Lia: All right then, all that’s left is to provide my followers a blurb and links.
When she awakens in a hospital, Cass discovers two disturbing facts: One, she is now inside the body of a troubled teenager, and two, the former owner of this body committed suicide, but only Cass knows that. Everyone else believes Casey has survived, but suffered a complete memory loss. Cass has two choices: to take on Casey’s life and turn it around, or to confess the truth about her reincarnation and end up in a mental asylum. Given this second chance to life, Cass decides to take on the future life of Casey—the frightening ghoul-faced teen with short, black, spiky hair.
Every person around Cass has an ulterior motive and discovering the truth of Old Casey’s life is more complicated than the “new math” she is forced to learn in school. In addition, Cass has to contend with raging teenage hormones and the prior crimes of Old Casey, which she might not remember, but everyone else certainly does. However, her biggest frustration concerns her feelings for her father’s rugged security specialist who sees her only as a teenager and doesn’t want to explore the mutual attraction between them. In addition, Casey’s enemies are now targeting her.
Will Cass be able to turn this life around, or will she die trying?
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