The Transformation

Chapter 2

I woke up and ran my hand through my hair. It was surprisingly not very tangled. I must not have tossed and turned as much as usual. I groaned and got ready for the day.

I combed my hair our, which was surprisingly silky, and brushed my teeth. I went to my closet and browsed through my clothes. My blue dress with a thick black belt hadn't been worn for a while, so I decided to wear it.

I got dressed and went down to my bus stop. I felt like everyone was staring at me, so I looked down at my open toed 1 inch heels.

When I got to school, I knew that everyone was staring at me. I bit my lip and looked around. The jocks were staring. If they were staring at me, something must have happened. It was all very new and weird to me.

"What's everyone looking at?" My voice didn't even sound like my own.

The voice that came out of my mouth wasn't like mine. It was clear and melodic. Everyone was in awe of me.

"Wow. You look...." Jake, the most popular jock, didn't finish the thought.

"I look what?" I demanded in my melodic voice.

"Amazing." The rest of the jocks finished it for him.

I blushed and ran to my first class. Everyone's gaze followed me. I really didn't want people to stare. I ducked my head for the whole day.

"Hey, Vanessa. Do you want to sit with us?" Kati asked me during lunch.

"Who? Me?" I looked at her.

"Duh." She smiled and made room for me.

I looked confused as I sat next to Kati. It got weirder when Jake sat next to me. Sitting with the popular crowd was practically life changing.

"So, what's your name sweetheart?" Jake whispered into my ear.

"Vanessa. And don't call me sweetheart." I whispered back.

"Alright.... Vanessa." He smirked slightly.

Every girl in the grade, but me wanted attention from Jake. His light brown hair and bright blue eyes were apparently very attractive in the eyes of an 8th grade girl. I never thought so.

I was quiet throughout lunch. Jake even took my tray up for me. I couldn't tell if he was flirting with me or not.

"Thanks." I said quietly when he came back.

"Anytime, sweet.... I mean Vanessa." I could tell that anytime Jake wanted to say something to me, he would want to call me sweetheart.

The rest of the day went smoothly. I was starting it get used to everybody's stares. It almost felt normal. Almost. I still felt out of place with Jake, Kati, and the popular kids.

I raced home and laid on my bed, thinking of reasons why everyone suddenly noticed me. Maybe, I had a giant pimple, but then everyone would have been laughing. I had no clue what was so different about me.

I sat up and walked into my closet to change out of my dress. When I looked into the full length mirror that hung on the back of the closet door, I saw a girl that wasn't me. She moved when I moved, but I didn't look like the girl I saw in the mirror. But I guessed that it was me.

My blond hair had no tangles in it. It had gentle waves and was brighter. My blue eyes were brighter and bluer. I had the perfect amount of curves and my acne had vanished. I grew a couple of inches and my limbs looked longer. I looked nothing like myself.

I was different. I was radiant.

I was beautiful.