Bright amethyst orbs were looking back at me, the iris which usually gave its blueish-green was now shining a sparkling purple. The once sleek and thin blonde hair was a thick and wavy length reaching my waist, also glinting the same deep purple.
I'll admit, I freaked out a tiny amount, (perhaps not as much as the fish tail) but enough that a small whimper escaped my shaking lips and suddenly the floor was a lot closer than it was before. Cooler too.
Fighting the urge to give up right there and then, I unfurled my clamy body and pulled myself up via the basin.
There, in the fog borderd mirror stood Matt Anderson.
Whipping around as quick as I could muster, trying desperately ro find a towel, I spat out any words that seemed to form coherent thought.
"Ahh-ahhh.....ahh umm..please..LOOK AWAY!", the ghost of a laugh seeped slowly into the room and into the fog. Clucthing the towel to my frame I spun around.
But no one was there.
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Ocean Waves and Bloodstained Tears
FantasyEvolution serves a purpose and so does Alina Gray. When a new boy comes to town things start to change within her life, her body starts to change and so do the people around her. Introduced to a new world full of mutants, vampires, were-wolves, dino...
