Enter the Life
I heard Charles Graiman go to the door and a woman answer. They seemed to be slightly friendly with each other. However the other woman had a tone that said she was here for business. They talked about selling something before walking off towards the garage.
After they were out of ear shot I returned to my bed and picked up the file folder. Upon realizing that Lisa had brown eyes I stood up and looked back in the mirror to see that indeed the contacts I had been wearing the day before were still in my eyes and didn't feel uncomfortable at all. I held up a picture of the real Lisa and really could see myself in her.
It felt really weird to know that I was a doppelganger for a real person. No matter how dead they were. Even from yesterday I could tell a difference in the swelling. My dark mark by the corner of my left eye already seemed lighter and my cheeks seemed to be a little less puffy.
Maybe there was a chance that I could look fairly normal in the next week. I didn't quite understand it though because if my accident had been three months ago how I still was all bruised. I deduced that there had to have been multiple surgeries to make my face look as flawless as this. I resigned myself again to looking at my file.
The door creaked open a little bit later as I was pacing the length of the room holding the folder. I had nearly fallen asleep trying to read my file so I was making a game out of reading through it.
"My Mother's name is Linda Katherine Scott and her maiden name was Parker. My father's name is George Liam Scott. My Best friend's name is Allison Lewis and we met in kindergarten."
"How is the studying coming along?"
"Boring! There has to be a better way to learn all of this."
"Hand me the folder, let me see how much you have learned."
I started to bite my finger nails as I handed him the folder and stopped pacing the floor.
"When were you born?"
"Oh that is an easy one, March fifth, nineteen ninety one."
"Not your birthday, Lisa's. People are going to be asking you this."
"Oh, that's right! Umm, May twentieth nineteen ninety one."
"Alright, practice that one a bit more. You can't slip up at all. When I hand you over to the agency you have to be able to do this perfectly. What is your address?"
"Sixteen eight seventy Addison Street, Encino California."
"Very good, what is your full name?"
"Lisa Jane Rose Scott. I have two middle names but when writing out my name I prefer Rose and eventually want to change my name so that my name reads Lisa Rose Scott."
"You shouldn't be selling yourself short; you are getting more than I thought you would."
"My parents' names are Linda Katherine and George Liam Scott and I call them Mom and Dad. My best friend's name is Allison Lewis and I dated a boy last year named Gregory. My Father is a science professor at DeVry and my Mother is a doctor at the Encino surgical medical center. Is her being a surgeon going to put my cover at risk?"
"No from a study that was done to make sure you weren't abused it was made pretty clear that she was fairly withdrawn from your life. You and your Father are much closer than she ever was."
"Ok could you please stop it they aren't my family yet."
"Yes they are your family. The minute I had Leanne's death certificate signed you became Lisa."
"Maybe I didn't want this. Once I turn eighteen you can't stop me from changing my name to Leanne."
"But you won't, do you know how much you will upset the delicate balance of things by doing that?"
"You didn't have to change my face; you could have asked my father for a picture or something and used that to recreate my face."
"But then you know who would know you were alive and he would come after you."
"I don't care! Will you just leave me alone?"
I turned away from Charles and crossed my arms before sitting in a corner abandoning my study.
The week went on and I did indeed keep studying although I wasn't happy about it.
On Saturday Charles brought me a new outfit down to my room.
"Are you ready to go meet your family?"
"Are you sure you can't just pre-program me?"
"Lisa, I am giving you a second chance here. Please don't blow it. Finish high school and you can join my team that I am assembling. You will be fine, remember I am going to switch your car that your parents are giving you KnIFE."
"Yeah, that is the only good thing."
He took me by the arm and escorted me to a waiting taxi and helped me get into it.
"I will be in touch and please don't damage my car."
I shrugged it off and stared ahead as the driver took me to an undisclosed location to switch with another car that would take me to rendezvous with my family. I had everything written down in a journal just in case I felt I needed to review anything.
The driver tried to talk to me but I kept my head down and read over my journal. I was feeling very insecure as this was the first time I had been around anyone but Charles since my accident and I knew my face was still not clear of the bruising. Apparently as far as my parents' knew my injuries were from a violent extraction. He said that there had also been torture so that would explain my voice.
After my ride had been switched I was taken to a meeting place where a social worker met me and began explaining to me that he was going to be handing me over to my legal guardians. I went through the motions and smiled slightly.
Charles had explained to me the scenario so when they asked questions I just shook my head yes or no to answer. I was not happy about all this and I still am fighting this. But for now I have to resign myself to this fate.
I smiled slightly when my parents walked into the room; they looked just like the pictures I had memorized. My mother hugged me and kissed me but I could feel the distance that was supposedly between us. My Father stood there and scolded me.
"Lisa! I NEVER want you to pull a stunt like that again!"
"Yes darling, you had us so worried that we didn't know what was going on. You should have talked to us about wanting to find religion properly."
"Mom, it wasn't like that. I loved someone dearly and I wanted to be with someone."
I stood up and protested, I didn't know exactly why Lisa would do something like that but I was guessing. People did stupid things in the name of love. That was why I was standing there in the first place.
I remained silent during the rest of the discussion and just went through the motions until they stood up and took my bag. I was told I could go with them so I walked slowly behind them until we got to the car.
My father opened the door for me and I sat in the backseat looking out the window. They talked to me during the whole trip but I didn't say anything to them. They told me about how they had gotten me a car to replace the one that I had taken. Though they told me I was going to have a curfew and could only take it out at approved times.