9 | J U L I E T

It had been a few weeks since I started living with the Sanders. To say it was a pleasant stay would be a lie, but it certainly was interesting to live with a bunch of egotistical, good for nothing people.

One of the most entertaining people of them all was Dan who just couldn't sleep without me having to beat him up until he was black, blue and purple. That fucker just couldn't accept the fact that he couldn't defeat me ever.

Another one of my entertainers was Harper whose room I snatched and she threw a fit at that until I picked up a casserole. The silence that followed after I picked that thing up was deafening.

The room that I had woken up in a few weeks ago was Julia's room. This didn't make me happy because it couldn't even be considered a room. It was more of a storage room and as a result of my anger, Harper had to spend a night in that room with the key to the lock with me.

Daisy, her mother nearly blew a gasket at that and she came all ready to throw hands at me but one slap to her fat cheek and she didn't set foot in her daughter's room, which was now my room, after that.

I got to know during the duration of my stay there that the Sanders liked to put up a show of a happy family in front of others. So when the neighbour came asking for some sugar because she ran out of it, I couldn't believe everyone's transformation as they all acted loving and caring towards me. Taking that to my advantage, I got my hands on a couple hundred dollars from Daisy as I asked for the money right in front of the neighbour.

It was satisfying to see her fulfill my demands at my beck and call and it was more fun to do it in front of an outsider rather than when we were alone in which case I had to threaten her for her to give me money.

I wasn't necessarily this tyrannical or mean to anybody else but the Sanders family made my blood boil by their mere presence. I decided from day one that I was going to make their life hell for making Julia's life hell. I didn't know why I felt so strongly for getting revenge for Julia but their was this fierce and protective side of me that just wanted justice for her. I was going to take her revenge for her and I was going to enjoy every second of it as I witnessed myself give them what they deserved.

It all worked out well for Julia and I. I was making her abusers pay for their sins and I was getting to spend money which wasn't mine. I was getting a house to stay in, servants to order around because that was what they were to me although they could be quite misbehaving sometimes for which I had to set them straight.

I wasn't rude to the servants back home because they were really sweet and did whatever I told them. Of course, there were times when I'd throw tantrums but other than that I was mostly courteous to them.

But it was fun to order this family around and they couldn't even do anything about it.

I had started using Harper's clothes, at least the better ones and when I felt like it, I went shopping and only returned when I was sure I had burned a major hole in their pockets.

It wasn't fully intentional but I was only used to wearing everything designer so that was bound to happen.

I was lounging in front of the TV while Daisy brought me breakfast of my choice. I always made sure that they had the first bite because I didn't trust them at all and for all I knew they might try to poison it.

"When are you going to start going to school?" Harper asked from next to me. It was just a simple question with no unnecessary attitude in it because she'd have get a shoe throw at her fie that.

"I go to school?" I asked. I didn't want to go to school as Julia. Not again. I had just finished high school.

"Well, duh. Everyone does." With a glare from me she dropped her gaze.

"What year am I in?"

"Did you really hit your head and lose your memory?" Again, it was a genuine question.

"Just answer."

"We're juniors. We have a few classes together."

"And what about your asshole brother?"

Harper didn't like what I said about her brother but I didn't care. "He failed eleventh grade so had to repeat it. He's also in some of your classes."

I snorted. "No surprise there. His face is enough indication of his IQ level. What's his age?"

"He's seventeen. I'm sixteen." She replied and now she had had enough of me insulting her brother which was really only me telling the truth which she refused to accept so she continued, "Like you're any better in academics. You're failing, Julia. I don't think that gives you the right to say anything about my brother."

I sat up straight. "I'm failing?"

She rolled her eyes. "Oh my God, do I really have to explain everything to you about yourself?"

I didn't answer her, instead getting up.

"Where are you going?" She asked, looking down at my unfinished breakfast.

Spending the whole day at the house or shopping was starting to get boring anyways.

"School." I replied.

Julia's reason for failure was obviously her surroundings. I couldn't imagine suffering every day with these monsters for company. She'd have done a lot better in school if only she had a good home life.

This was another thing I was going to give Julia. I was going to give her marks, popularity and the much needed appreciation she deserved.

High school, here I come again.