Untiled(for the moment)

Chapter 1:Delusional

Kitten's POV

(Disclaimer: I do not own iPod, although I wish I did, or anything else in bold, other than the title and crud.)

Once upon a time,there was a girl. Her name was Kitten and she was beautiful. One day she woke up and met her true love. They got married and lived happily ever after!

"Earth to Liz," said my best friend, Jill. Jill was 5'11 with silky, straight mocca brown hair and pretty chocolate eyes. She was preppy but not the kind that some disliked. She was also a cheerleader, but not the evil kind you see in movies and, well high school. She also just happened to be the most popular girl in school, the one that everyone liked. You really couldn't help but like Jill. "LIZ!"

"Wha??? What's goin' on?" I intoned, coming back from my little day dream. The form I was using at the moment was called Liz. She was around 5'8, deep ocean blue eyes, and platinum blonde hair. In case you haven't guessed by now, I'm a shape shifter. My true name is Kitten, and to tell you the truth, I'm not sure what my true form is. Jill is the only one who knows my secret that is outside of those who care for me. I'm actually not suppose to know Jill, but one day I snuck out of my house and went to a normal school. I met Jill and we clicked. After that, my caretakers (I don't say family because I don't have any) scolded me, but eventually, after much begging and pleading of course, they decided I could go to school like a normal kid. Jill was not to tell anyone my secret and neither was I.

"We have to go shopping for new outfits for tommorow and the rest of our year that we must waste on that doomspit we call school. Yet another year if torture..." Jill started dramatically, and I immeadaitely started to squeal. I loved shopping! If there was a class, I would have an 'A' for sure! "Why are you squealing about torture?" Jill asked demandingly. Then she rolled her eyes after she saw my sheepish smile. "I lost you after I said shopping, didn't I?" I nodded accordingly and she sighed. "Alright then let's go to the mall."

"TO THE MALL!" I shouted as if I were a superhero off to some destination to foil some supervillian's plans. Jill again rolled her eyes and shook her head. "What?" I asked curiously.

"What am I going to do with you, Liz?" she said, STILL shaking her head.

"Buy me stuff and love me," I replied hopefully. She laughed and shook her head some more.

"Like I don't already do that."

I smiled in response and dragged her to her death...Well not really her death, but you get my meaning. I started to wonder if I was going to get new powers and crud like that. And if I was when? I mean I am a bit of a ditz and I get side tracked easily, not to mention that I am HIGHLY, emphasis on HIGHLY, impatient. I was about to ask myself another question when I heard a pop. I looked around for what caused the noise. Jill hadn't heard anything and was highly oblivious because she had put in her earphones and was listening to her iPod. Then I heard something that sounded familularly like Jill singing.

Uh oh

There you go again talking cinematic

Yeah you!

You're charming, got everybody star struck

I know

How you always seem to go

For the obvious instead of me

But get a ticket and you'll see

If we were a movie

You'd be the right guy

And I'd be the best friend

That you'd fall in love with

In the end we'd be laughing

Watching the sunset

Fade to black

Show the names

Play that happy song

Yeah, yeah

When you call me I can hear it in your voice

Oh sure!

Wanna see me

And tell me all about her

La la I'll be acting through my tears

I guess you'll never know

That I should win

An Oscar for this scene I'm in

If we were a movie

You'd be the right guy

And I'd be the best friend

That you'd fall in love with

In the end we'd be laughing

Watching the sunset

Fade to black

Show the names

Play that happy song

Wish I could tell you there's a twist

Some kind of hero in disguise

And we're together

It's for real

Now playing

Wish I could tell you there's a kiss

Like something more than in my mind I see

It could be amazing

If we were a movie

You'd be the right guy

And I'd be the best friend

That you'd fall in love with

In the end we'd be laughing

Watching the sunset

Fade to black

Show the names

Play that happy song

If we were a movie

You'd be the right guy

And I'd be the best friend that you'd fall in love with

In the end we'd be laughing

Watching the sunset

Fade to black

Show the names

Play that happy song

If we were a movie

You'd be the right guy

And I'd be the best friend

That you'd fall in love with

In the end we'd be laughing

Watching the sunset

Fade to black

Show the names

Play that happy song

(song by Hannah Montana)

Wow... I swear I really love that song! I wonder if she'll ever come to do a concert here? I really hope so... That would be so awesome!'

"Will you please stop talking to yourself Jill? And stop singing? I mean, you have a nice voice, but you know it's a tad embaressing... and talking to yourself is a sign of insanity... I think..." I said with the most serious tone and face I could looked at me as if I had two heads.

"I didn't say anything, Liz! I was singing in my head and talking in my head which means... You read my thoughts! That is so amazing!" she gushed.

'Wait...maybe that's not so cool. What if I never have any privacy! Oh no!' thoght Jill.

"Chill out! I only have to get a hang of this and then you'll have privacy... However Once I control that I can go imto others' minds." I told Jill reassuringly.

"Which means you could totally see if someone liked you! Awesome!" Jill stated and started doing the weirdest happy dance.

I nodded. Then I started to wonder if I could send thoughts. I wonder if I could get Jill to read thoughts too. I sent her what I wanted to try and then read her thoughts. She was willing to try.

Jill sat down on the couch. The mall built a several private spaces that if you could find, you could call them your own. Jill and I had found the largest. They also sold stuff that you could use to decorate your base. Anyway I took her head and put my hands on both sides of her temples. I thought as hard as I could and willed some of my power to her.

'Did it work?' I mentally asked testing to see if it did. 'It worked.' Jill thought back. We both started to squeal and jumped up and down.

We went out into the food court and checked to see if any cute guys were around. There were a ton. Then we checked for any of the kids at our school. I silently tugged at Jill's sleeve and pointed to the bane of my exsistence. Maren Jones. She was one of the evil cheerleaders. Jill didn't like her either and that was saying something. Jill pretty much liked everyone and believed them good until proven otherwise. When Jill saw Maren she didn't like her. It's simple math. Maren's pure evil. It doesn't help that she's one of the most popular preppy girls at school. And I'm talking about the bad kind of preppy. It doesn't help that more than half the male population follows her around. She's about 5'4, green eyes, curly red hair, and a curvy body. Jill and I had that type of body too, but we didn't wear skimpy outfit that really didn't have a purpose really seeing as you could pretty much just wear underwear and a bra and it be wearing the same thing. I swear I hate that girl. But now I could get her back. First though I would shift.

I went into a bathroom stall and started to morph into a silver-eyed beauty. The hair was raven colored with dtreaks of blue, purple, pink, orange, and green in it. She had flawless skin and the perfect body times ten. Her features were more than perfect just like I wanted. I walked out and asked Jill what her name should be. Or rather my name should be. We decided on a perfect model-like name- Giselle Bennett. We walked out of the bathroom and made way to one of the worst stores ever... Mastromlee. This was the store that Maren constantly bought her attire at. I picked something that was revealing, yet actually had a purpose as a piece of clothing. It also left a mind wondering which s exactly what I needed to stand up to Maren...My revenge would be perfect. Maren didn't like anyone that hung out woth me(meaning Liz) and Jill.

To complete our plan I would have to pose as a transfer student from Paris,France. Not just that but an aspiring model. Luckily this worked out because I had use this morph a while ago to do some modeling. I went to France every month to do modeling and I use this form so it was perfect. All I had to do now is get the caretakers to agree. Luckily they did and they also had the ability to shapeshift so they agreed. I had thought they wouldn't but I'm not complaining. So I was going spend about a month away from school and explained to one of my caretakers how to act. One of them was going in place so that it wouldn't look suspicious. Jill's parents are actually mystics or something so Jill got to come too. I was able to get Jill's body to morph and she took on the name of Isabel Bennett. We were going to be sisters so I made her eyes similar, but with the slightest tinge of blue. Her hair was done in curly-qs and was platinum with streaks of raven, red, teal, and purple. She also had flawless features and perfect body times ten as me. Two of the caretakers would act as our mom and dad. They had perfect bodies and flawless skin. Our 'mother' had the silver eyes that both 'Isabel' and I had. Our 'dad' had ice blue eyes with traces of deep ocean blue. Our 'mother' went by Andree. Our 'dad' went by Dominique. Andree was a sucessful actress and Dominique was a sucessful musician. Another caretaker went along with us to be our 'brother' who went by Jacques. Jacques was an amazing football player and had messy jett black hair, silver eyes with a tinge of ice blue, and perfect physique. He was muscular and a perfect jock type with a tinge of bad boy. We spent a month learning French and perfecting it. Luckily we were all fast learners.

The month we stayed in Paris was amazing! We bought all of the top notch designer clothes by the dozens and packed them. We would need them for our little ploy. Jacques told us he wanted to shorten the spelling so he went to Jaq. IT really wasn't that big of a change but whatever. The month was soon over and we were on a first class flight back home. The house had been changed and redone according to the taste of what we had to be to get back at Maren. It was still the Gothic style mansion on the outside, but it was a first class French family of high importance.

When we arrived, we were greeted by the caretakers that were posing as Jill and Liz. They told us what had happened and also filled us in on the lessons we had missed. We made our way to my house and went into our rooms to unpack. We also had to keep our personalities in check to make sure that we wouldn't blow our cover. Isabel and I had also learned to tell what was telepathy and what was actual talking. Therefore we could talk to each other or other telepaths(if there were any other telepaths) while someone else was talking to us and we'd know what we were saying to each other and what someone else was saying. If we couldn't hold it in we'd make comments to each other telepathicly. We had to get ready to tour the school, so we jumped in the shower(seperate ones mind you), used 5 tons of conditioner in our hair, dried off, and blow dried our hair. Then we found an outfit that Maren would approve of in designer and put it on. We styled our hair and applied makeup. We ran to our limo and jumped in.

"Butch step on it please!" I commanded to the driver. He grunted in response, but sped up. Jill and I conversed silently and we were so caught up in our conversation, we nearly hit our heads on the roof when Butch announced we were there. Needless to say we were startled. We glanced out the window, only to see a gathering crowd. We scanned over them to see several dozen new students. All of them were quite amazing. The new females were drop dead gorgeous and the males were definitely drool worthy. One in particular caught my eye. He was leaning against the school building looking like he could care less about anything and everything. He had the Goth thing going for him. I mean some people it just intimidated, but with him he looked hot while intimidating. He had midnight black hair that made you just want to run up and run your fingers through it. His hair hung over his peircing brilliant emerald eyes. The dark eyeliner he wore made his eyes stand out even more making an amazing effect. He wore a tight black shirt that emphasised his muscular torso and black pants with chains and studs. He also had a lid ring and his left ear was peirced. To say he was attractive would be an understatement.

Butch stepped out, came to our door, and opened it. Isabel and I gracefully stepped out and were immeadiately surrounded by Maren's cronies. Before we were completely gone we yelled out a thank you to Butch. For some reason the populars were starting to disapate. Suddenly they were completely gone and we were surrounded by Goths and punks. They made way for someone. It was that really cute guy I had seen. He made his way over, looked over Isabel, then turned his attention to me.

"I'm Hayden. Who are you?" he asked. I couldn't get anything from his mind. It was like it was blocked or something. Go figure the guy that I would've like to see if he thought I was attractive, and I wasn't able to read his mind. Isabell nudged me from my daze and I snapped back to reality.

"Oh, sorry. I spaced out. Anyway I'm Giselle Bennett and this is my sister Isabell. We're transfer students from Paris,France."

"Interesting..." Hayden said, "It couldn't be her then...She should be here, and I'm getting she is, but..." Hayden had apparently noticed that we were still here. "Well bye" he said, winking at me.

That boy is sooooooo cute Jill! Snd he winked at me.

Jill shook her head and smiled. "It's Isabell, remember? Not Jill anymore."

"Yeah I know."

"HI! You two must be the transfer students. I'm Maren Jones."

"We're Giselle and Isabell Bennett. We're model and just recently came here from Paris,France. Do you think you could show us around. You seem like you know a lot." I said in a sickly sweet tone.

"Well I should. I'm the most popular girl in school. I'm captian of the cheersquad."

"Ohhhh...That's nice. Oh have you seen our brother, he's about 6'2, has midnight black hair, silver eyes with bits of ice blue, ummm.. he's rather muscular..." I stated adding a description.

"That hottie's your brother?!? He's is hot! He's over there. What's his name?" She said pointing Jaq.

"Oh thanks. His name's Jaq." Isabell said.

"COOL!"

A/N: Hey guys. I know I already have eight different stories but you guys aren't reviewing and reviews make me update. Anyway I know it really doesn't seem supernatural yet, but it's going to be. I wrote this cause I like Greek mythology and it really doesn't have any of them yet...or so it seems. You'll get the connections a bit later. How everyone's connected to the Greek gods and goddesses I mean. It's not gonna have their names directly, unless it fits, but for example who is named Hades? You see my point? I'm sure you do. And please if you have any ideas for the title tell me! Anyway please review!