"There." the woman whispers, stepping away from me, watching my face. "Is- is it finished?"
"No." She says, pulling up a chair and sitting in front of me, continuing to watch me; "I might get them to do your hair and make up and wardrobe." I nod, watching her as she stands up. "So, what's your name? You never told me."
"Agent Creed." she assures making me nod. "You'll have to try and forget about your other life. Re-teach yourself to not look up when your old name was called; forget about
your... Old blonde hair and brown eyes."she makes the last 6 words sound like their nothing compared to what's going to happen, I look back at her.
"Forget about the people you once loved." She says, looking over my body more and I see my hair start to turn a natural orange colour whilst it starts to curl naturally. I gasp a little, shocked as I see my arms thin out a bit more, watching my legs get skinnier;
"Almost done." She says, looking at her watch.
I sit there, biting the inside of my cheek as I start bouncing my leg again;
"You know" the woman begins, looking me up and down again as I take in a shaky breath. "You'll be the youngest agent we've had."
"What, seventeen?"
She nods. Helping me stand up and I accept it, smiling a little "Done." She says, turning me around and I hold my breath, looking in the mirror;
Orange, curly hair the falls to the middle of my back, fair skin, high cheeks bones and a body to kill for, I defiantly would have;
"What do you think?" Agent Creed says, looking at me from behind in the mirror;
"I... I like it." I say, nodding to my new self in the mirror.
"Your voice sounds a little deeper, it's a nice voice." I nod in agreement, continuing to look myself up and down.
"Come on, I'll take you to another agent of ours, her name is Agent Rose." she walks through the door, watching me as I follow behind; obviously to make sure I don't touch anything.
"Agent Rose." she says, standing straight and tall, making me do the same, I look down, noticing my shirt it tighter across my chest;
Stupid, freaking serum.
I say to myself, shifting uncomfortably as a woman with blonde hair and big eyes comes into view, smiling at us;
"Ah. So this is the new recruit!" she says, looking me up and down. Smiling,
"Yes, Agent Rose." she says, eying her;
"We need a favour of you. Can you do her hair, makeup and a hole new wardrobe to ship to her new apartment?"
Holy shit... A new wardrobe?! Oh my god I haven't even seen half a closet be filled with clothes!
I try to hide my excitement by crossing my arms, watching the blonde girl look at me again. "Of course, Agent Creed." she says, continuing to look at me as she grabs my hand, dragging me into the room;
"Make it fast! She's going to meet her partner in two hours!" Agent Creed shouts, Agent Rose agreeing to do her best.
"Right." she sighs, grabbing everything she needs. "Hair and makeup first; then choose a style you want for your wardrobe; I'll get it all sorted out whilst you meet your partner."
"Um. Ok?" I say, swallowing hard I say to myself
Oh please don't dress me up as a girly girl. Anything but a girly girl.. And defiantly not goth... I'd never pull it off.
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Fantasy"Will it hurt?" I ask, bouncing my leg up and down as the woman in front of me, looking like she's dressed for a funeral, glares at me. "Maybe. I haven't personally been given the opportunity to have this specific serum" I nod, watching her prepare...
