Call Me Cleo, Call Me Cleo [read me like a book txt] 📗

The Story

Long ago in Ancient Egypt The Pharaoh, Cleopatra, and her love, Antony had run away from Octavian, when they finally made it back to Egypt they were too scared to live, so they grabbed each other's hand, and killed themselves out of love. Well, when Cleo went up to the Gods and went to live with them, they let her choose to be reincarnated as a different human, or stay with the Gods and live in the sky kingdom. Well, Cleo said she wanted to stay, but later when she changed her mind, she begged the Gods to let her go back as a human. The Gods gladly accepted, but on one condition, she must forger Antony and find someone to love within the age of 18, of course she accepted, because Antony told her to. So she stepped back into earth, finding herself being born, she was still a very beautiful baby and had the same features, her mother was so proud. As she grew she started having flashbacks, and she could answer questions about Pharaohs, especially herself as soon as the teacher asked them. They knew she must be special. When she got home with an A+ in Social Studies, her mother looked at her and said "One night, before you were born, God came into my dreams and told me that a great Pharaoh would be reincarnated, and you are that Pharaoh, He demanded you be named Cleopatra, that is why your name is it, My darling, You are the pharaoh Cleopatra" Cleo's Jaw was already on the ground, as she went to pick it up, she started wondering what she was going to do now that she found out that she is a Pharaoh, and soon, the same night she saw a flashback of being told that she must find love by the age of 18, or she would die. This is her story.

Chapter 1: Am I crazy?

I lay in shock as I have the flashback that will change my life, how could this be true? Am I going crazy? What is wrong with me? Do I really have to find love by 18? Am I a Pharaoh? I had so many more questions that couldn't be answered at the moment, so I just leave them rest, and lay my head in my pillow and weeped. I do not know how I will make it, I am 16 already and this is basically a death sentance. Please someone come and rescue me! When I finally fell asleep my dreams were filled with nightmares of battling and Octavian shouting at me and Antony and chasing us. When I woke up out of the thing you might call a horror, I heard stomping down the hall and a bright light flashed in my eyes as my mom opened the door, as soon as she saw the tears that soaked my pillow and my red face, followed with a hoarse "Hello" she ran over to my side and gave me a big hug "I know, sweety, but trust me, everything will be ok, mom's here" I sobbed into her arms and she pulled me onto her lap " You had enough drama just this morning, you can stay home" she soothed and kissed my forehead, wincing when she tried to lift me off her lap "I am not a baby anymore, Ma!" I said, followed by a cough, and I got off her lap and lay in bed, she said "Love you" and walked out the door.

At around noon I got up to fix my lunch, I sluggishly dragged myself out of bed, put on my slippers and went downstairs. Once in the kitchen, I walked up to the bread box and opened it, I grabbed 3 slices of bread and gobbled them down, followed by a glass of milk and a few cartwheels for excersize, after all, I must be pretty to find my love. As I finished the stuff I managed to scrape up, including the bread, a slice of cheese, some crackera, and a bowl of cream of chicken, I tend to eat a lot when I am depressed. I got up and decided to go outside, too, because of the pretty day I thought maybe it could sooth my depression. I went to the porch steps and whistled a little tune that the birds picked up, and soon the whole neighborhood was listening to my 8 note tune. I loved to sing, it was my hidden passion. after a couple of minutes I got tired of the sunny day and walked inside to read, I loved to read so much that I made it one of the things that I would do all day if there was no school or I was sick, It helped a lot. I was fully content with my book when my cell phone rang, It was my best friend jake flirt-texting me again, oh what a "Man"

Text:
Jake: Hey Cleo, what's up?
Cleopatra: What?
Jake: Your what! where are you cutie?
Cleopatra: Will you stop calling me cutie! It drives me insane!
Jake: Whatevs... so why did u miss school?
Cleopatra: I came down with the stomach flu, I will probably be bak 2morrow
Jake: ok, g2g c ya l8r, Cutie
Cleopatra: I swear one more time Jake... Bye!

I yawned and got back to my book, it was about Pharaohs, surprising, isn't it?

School rules boys drool

I woke up the next morning with the book I had been so indulged in it took all my time in 1 day to read, got up, and went into my closet. I grabbed a little dress that goes down to about my knees with spaghetti straps, and A pink cut jacket to go over my arms. I then grabbed my brush and got to work, time to do the funnest part. I brushed through my hair like it was a sport, the tangle's worst nightmare is me! As soon as I finished the section of my hair I was working on, I felt though that section, pure beauty, I grabbed my hair clip and did my Pharaoh hair, surprising again, isn't it?

(Sorry, to be continued!)

Imprint

Text: I DO NOT OWN THE COVER, AND I DO NOT CLAIM IT AS MINE CREDIT GOES TO: GRANADOS602 I own this book :D don't claim as yours in any way, you may use Cleopatra in a story, because I do not control who writes about a pharaoh, but please don't use her as a teenager in present day unless it is a whole different storyline, thank you
Publication Date: 01-31-2012

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Dedication:
To Cleopatra, The Pharaoh