Meeting up with the new Annalena

You stood by the entrance waiting for “Annalena” to show up. A diverse crowd of locals and tourists walked by onto the midway as a few interesting individuals caught your eye. A cute, plump brunette and lightly tanned blonde shared a cone of Belgian style french fries, while along the other side of the midway a messy headed guy was trying his best at the duck fishing game. He was probably putting in the effort to win a prize for the short, busty Asian girl that anxiously stood by him. Further down the midway you saw the beer tent and imagined the various students from school that were probably enjoying themselves with friends and good drink. You really wanted to head down for a sip, but you were soon alerted to a fallen angel’s arrival.

“Oooiii! Lasse! There you are!”

Rushing toward you was Annalena, but she looked… quite different. It seemed her looks had already begun to be warped by the devil under her skin, and truth be told you found this new Annalena infinitely more beautiful.

Her brunette hair had been replaced by wavy, platinum blonde locks. Her left ear had four studs that climbed up her ear lobe, and her face was lightly adorned with makeup to make her natural features pop. She wore a tight, off the shoulder violet shirt, black tights, and the black ankle strap riding boots that Jacinta had worn the other day. Finishing the look off, she wore a flannel shirt tied around her waist.

“Wo-wow, Annalena… You sure did turn your look around!”

“Oh, of course Lasse. The best way to flaunt a new you is at an event like this~ Now come on, we have to check out some of the attractions!~”

You watch as her well manicured hand snaps up your wrist as she yanks you along into the crowd. Guiding you through the masses she eventually brings the two of you to the beer tent.

“Care for a drink?” she asked. “I think this could be a good spot to strategize and get a good look at the options.”

You were all too happy to oblige.

“I’m game. I’ve been craving a good beer since I got here. You grab us a table, and I’ll grab the beers.”

“Ahhhhhh~ That hit the spot!”

It had been thirty minutes since arriving at the beer tent, and Annalena had already downed her fourth beer. To your surprise it seemed that the **** wasn’t affecting her. She looked across the table at you, smirking.

“So, Lasse, we’ve been here a while. Has anyone here caught your fancy?”

You look around the tent and spy a few girls that most certainly interested you. At one table you saw your crush, Celine, talking with her boyfriend, Jannik. It hurt a bit to see her happy with another man. The thought that you could steal her away and become her was tantalizing to be sure. The thrill of breaking up with the guy that stood in the way of you. Taking her life all for yourself. It was a temptation spawned from your darkest desires.

At the opposite end of the spectrum you saw your ex, Chantal, enjoying a beer with her friends. How cathartic it would be to become her. That sweet, soft spoken girl becoming your new skin. The things you’d make her do that she would never do for you. Coming out of “her” shell full of confidence, and willing to flaunt the natural beauty she was gifted. It was truly tantalizing~

You then look over to the entry to the tent and see… Jacinta…

“Lasse. Would you mind explaining why there’s another Jacinta over there?” Annalena tersely whispered to you.

You’d forgotten all about the perks of the pen since the girl across from you stole it. Being more concerned with the current situation you were in, it came as no surprise that they’d slipped your mind.

“Oh. Yes, that's another aspect of the pen. Once you dawn the skin of someone else, you’re replaced by a doppelganger. Think of it as an exact replica, but they’re supposed to be like a **** to your will.”

Annalena gave you a squinted glare after your explanation.

“Interesting.” she replied bluntly as she eyed the clone of her previous life. “So, who’s snagged your eye? I’m ever so curious who you want to be~

You blushed a little.

“Well, there’s Celine. I’ve been crushing on her for a while, but she’s always with Jannik. I’d love to be with her, but if she’s set on Jannik then I’d be content with being her. To break his heart. To take her as my own. Fuck… I’d love that.”

“I wouldn’t mind it either.” Annalena retorted. “That bitch has needed an attitude adjustment for a while. I think it’d do her well to let someone else set her on the right path~ Any more that you’re looking at?”

“Next would probably be Chantal. We had a rough break-up, and honestly I feel that she took advantage of me. Taking her life as my own would be a sort of redemption.”

Annalena flashed the cheshire grin of her possessor.

“I can relate to that, Lasse. If some bitch has done you wrong, it's totally worth taking what is rightfully yours. I bet you’d make a better Chantal than that reserved little nymph.

Annalena leaned back in her chair, and sighed.

“I guess if you want to experience life in a perfect guise, you know which option to pick. Of course there are other options here. That bitch, Celine. Your ex, Chantal. Or someone else that may be to your tastes. But remember. Keep your pick inside the student body. You suggest a pick outside of that and you’ll end up a flaccid husk. Got that?”

You knew she wasn’t making an idle threat from the look in her eyes. It was time to steel yourself and make a choice.