Hi! New fanfiction, I think I'll keep it at two for the moment.
I'm gonna try something different..
I'll do the authors note #1 here <^>
And then the description down belowwwww....
and then the prologue...
then author's not #2 <3
See you on the other side!! <333333
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I wasn't normal. I wanted to be. Honest... but I wasn't.
The day they took me in... it was a mistake. I was cold, tired, and so, so hungry. I would take any offer... but I shouldn't have.
They took me in on one condition.
I would be the guinea pig of their operation. They had tested it on monkeys, it all worked out. If I died, they promised to never make anyone suffer it again.
If I lived, I would be let free, after tests, and they would take in volunteers. They would also get me a flat, into a highschool, and every 2 months, put £250 into my bank. It would overall be a good outcome. So I couldn't say no.
And so, I became The Flower Girl.
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Prologue:
I stood in the alleyway, clutching my thin shawl over my body, which was only clothed in this and a small black dress.
I know what you're thinking.
I was not a prostitute.
I was recently kicked out by my boyfriend, after I caught him cheating on me. Sick and twisted, right?
It was Valentine's Day, for goodness sakes!
I was going to tell him that I was ready, seeing as he hated the fact I was a proud virgin, and he wanted sex. Typical boys.
So I came home, grinning; I hadn't told him that I would be home. I went up to the bedroom, and heard moans... well, he usually masturbated. It sounds horrid but if you knew him you would let him.
And then, I heard a high pitched scream. I knew this wasn't my boyfriend. So I bursted in, and, well, it led me to here.
And you know the worst thing?
It was my best friend, lying there under him.
So now I was here. As people walked by, I looked to them for help.
"Please help me! I need money!"
"And I don't need sex."
"I'm not a prostitute! I just got kicked out!"
"Sure."
That was usually how the conversations went.
Until I came across a house. I knocked, and they saw me, and pulled me inside.
"We know you, we have a proposition for you." They had said, getting straight to the point.
"Ok."
"In exchange for a place to stay, food and safety, you will be our experimental guinea pig."
"Ok."
I hadn't even thought about it.
I went through a number of changes, a range of pains and tests.
I now look like your typical beauty. I didn't use to.
I now have lucious white-blonde hair with green and pink highlights that goes down to my feet. I used to have scraggly ginger hair that would go greasy every time it went past my shoulders.
I now have bright green eyes which have a lining of deep pink. I used to have dull brown eyes.
I now have flawless skin, as pale as the moon. I used to have pink skin and spots everywhere, and freckles invading every part of my body.
I now have plump, perfect pink lips. I used to have peach thin lips.
Now I come to think of it, I know why I was a virgin.
And today was the day they performed the last experiment on me.
I was going to have powers.
After the operation
I feel dizzy. There are flowers everywhere. I think I shot one out of my hand. Are there vines growing on my arms? I have a headache.
Please, make it stop.
Save me.
It hurts, please. I don't like it.
It smells too sweet. Its hurting my nose.
Please. I didn't want this.
Why are there flowers everywhere? They're up to my knees. I'm getting weak.
Save me, please. Make it stop.
Help....
~~~A/N2~~~
So there you have it. Thoughts?
I'm thinking I could maybe make it into a normal story, ya know, not a fanfic? Idk, what do you think?
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