A/N: Hello fellow fanfic users! I have another new story! Yay! This one is a typical self-insert involving me (Meridian), my friend Max, and my brother Zane. I love reading self-inserts, so I thought it would be fun to write one.
I'm not really sure where it's going plot-wise, but it's mostly just for fun :P
Also, be warned. Me and Max like a lot of Bleach guys and will probably go all fan-girl over them in the story.
You have been warned.
Oh, and these are all fake names. Real people, fake names. Got it? Good.
A few more things. 1) Aberdeen, SD doesn't actually have a summer fair. I made it up. 2) I use the word "gay" a lot, so don't be offended by it. I have nothing against gay/bi/lesbian people. One of my friends is gay. Don't be offended.
I don't own Bleach.
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Enjoy!
"Meridian! Come on! I wanna go into the house of mirrors!" Max yelled in her southern Alabama accent, pulling me along into said house of mirrors.
"Calm down Max! We gotta wait for Zane!" I said back, pulling my arm free from her grasp. "Zane! Hurry the fuck up! We wanna go in the house of mirrors dammit!" I called.
Zane's my little brother, and Max is my one of my best friends. Me and Zane live in little old Aberdeen, South Dakota. Don't know where that is? Yeah, most people don't. Look it up, dammit. It's on the fucking map. Anyway, one of my best friends, Max, is visiting for the summer from Alabama. I'm 15, she's 14, and Zane's 13. We all get along pretty well, actually.
It's the summer fair. We have one every year, but Max has never gone to it. Even though she's been visiting Aberdeen every summer since she was, like, 5. So, she's all excited. She's been running around like a 5 year old the whole 2 hours we've been here. I don't really mind or anything, I just thought I ought to let you know.
Zane, my little brother, ran up to us. "Jeez, impatient much?" he said.
"Damn straight. Now let's get our asses into the house of mirrors before Max has another spazz attack." I said, leading the way in.
Max laughed and gave a gave a small yell of success before running ahead of me into the house of mirrors.
"Max! Get back here!" I yelled. Losing her in the crowd would be just my luck. "Max!"
I saw her walk back toward us, slightly pouting and giggling. She was such a little kid.
I rolled my eyes. "We need to get you a damn leash." I muttered.
"Come on, let's just go in." Zane said.
And so we entered.
Me and Zane had been to the fair before, so we knew what it was like already before we even went in. The place was a damn maze. There were mirrors on both sides of the walkway, and they were angled just right so you saw like 10 of you at any one time. The floor was white, and any wall that happened to show (which was like none) was also white, so EVERYTHING was white. And it sucked.
The main walkway branched off into tons of other smaller ones, so it was really maze-like. But, since they didn't want to be sued for getting someone lost and them dying from starvation or something, there were arrows pointing to the way out.
We walked around for a while, and Max was completely mesmerized by all the mirrors and illusions. It was kinda funny.
Then, after tons of pointless wandering and a pain-in-the-ass headache, we ended up in a room. Completely surrounded with mirrors, of course.
"Wow!" Max said, running around the room. All the mirrors were positioned at odd angles and reached all around the room, making a dome like structure of mirrors.
Or, a dome like structure of pain-in-the-ass-ness and stupid mirrors that give me fucking headaches.
But something felt weird. I don't know what it was. But I knew this mirror maze of gay-ness like the back of my hand, and I didn't remember this room.
"Zane, do you remember this room?" I asked. He just shrugged. Bastard.
"Does it feel weird to you?" I pressed. I'm not imagining this. I know I'm crazy, but I know I'm not imagining this dammit!
"Meridian, I don't know!" he said. "And I don't care! Your just paranoid."
I huffed and crossed my arms. "Your mom's paranoid." I muttered.
"We have the same mom." he replied.
"...Shut the fuck up!" I stormed off to the other side of the room. Fine. Be a dick. See what I care.
Max was still spazzing over the mirrors, so I just stood there and waited for her to be done. I looked over into the mirror right next to me, my own reflection looking back at me.
Then I noticed a smudge.
Which bothered me to no end.
And I have no fucking idea why.
So, naturally, I reached out to wipe it away.
And my hand went through the mirror.
…
Yeah, that's right.
Through the damn mirror.
So, of course, I acted as calm as possible in a situation like this.
"WHAT THE FUCKING HELL?"
I pulled my hand out of the mirror and Max and Zane looked at me like I was insane, which I am. I mean, my hand just went through a goddamn mirror.
"DID YOU SEE THAT!" I yelled at them, pointing to the mirror. "MY HAND WENT THROUGH THE GODDAMN MIRROR! THAT'S NOT SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN!"
Max looked at me, her gray green eyes wide. "OH MY FREAKING GOSH!" she screamed. Then she ran over and did exactly what I was expecting her to do.
She shoved her hand through the mirror, too.
And then she let out an ear-splitting scream that probably should have broken every mirror in the room.
But didn't.
Zane came up behind Max and slapped his hand over her mouth, thus ending the scream. But his hand was only there for a second, because as soon as it clamped over Max's mouth, she bit him.
"Fuck!" he yelled, cradling his injured hand.
Max laughed.
So did I.
It was funny! Everyone who knows Max knows not to do that type of thing, because she bites. Duh.
Then our attention turned back to the mirrors, where Max's hand was currently still in.
"So, I wonder if our whole body can go through?" I asked.
"And where does it lead?" Zane put it.
"Let's find out!" Max yelled.
And before me or Zane could stop her, she ran straight into the mirror.
And through it.
Me and Zane looked at each other, shrugged, and ran through the mirror too.
Eh, why not?
What's the worst that could happen?
Aw shit, I shouldn't have said that.
Now it's probably gonna be the worst case scenario.
Just because I'm stupid.
Dammit.
A/N: So I hope you liked it. It was a ton of fun writing this :)
Anyway, you should review!
