The birds chirped outside, people walked, and breathed all so loudly. I could stick my head in between my pillows and act like an ostrich. Never come out, out of my make shift hole of silence. But today was a big day. It was an important life altering day.

I walked to my closet to find the clothes I had picked out last night laying neatly where I had left them. I was not a girl of simple taste but then again I liked to be conservative. A pair of jeans and a hoodie would do to wear I was going. Not that fashion mattered much there. Not that anything mattered much to anyone anyway.

I stepped into my bathroom and groaned at the coldness of the tile. I hated mornings. I was anything but a morning person and I always looked like a bat out of hell with my wanna-be sex hair and baggy eyes. To say I was more than terrified to turn on the lights just for the simple fact that I knew what awaited me when I stepped into the range of the mirror, would be an understatement.

I turned them on anyways because life went on, no matter how bad you looked or how bad you felt. I was very surprised when what met me in the mirror was no banshee but a pretty little