(Sorry if it's been a while I just started school again)
Micheal was looking at some pictures, and they weren't the ones that jon was looking at.
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"I think 14 fits you more, but that's my personal opinion," jon said, looking at the book of styles, Michael didn't even acknowledge him saying it. "Micheal, did you look at the pictures the organization sent over?" Jon said, getting his purple friends attention. "Oh I looked at them," Michael said, tired of Jon being pushy. "Micheal, you should be excited about your transaction. I was and look at me now."
He was right after he got it; he was happy and handsome. But Michael didn't want it.
"Given the chance, what young man wouldn't happily exchange an ugly face for a handsome one? What man could refuse the opportunity to be beautiful? For want of a better estimate, imagine a time in the future where science has developed the means of giving everyone the face and body he dreams of. It may not happen tomorrow, but it happens now in the Twilight Zone."
"Am I hideous," Michael said to Jon as he was looking through some old pictures of Jons. "You're not, to me, but to everyone else you are," Jon said immediately regretting it. Michael ignoring the statement, just looked at an old picture of jon before his transition. "I forgot you looked like this," Michael said to Him as he looked at the man who was temporarily CEO. "Why did you get it?" Micheal asked himself when Jon left the room.
Jon had left the number of the clinic that the transition was going to take place on his table. Micheal dialed the number, and a man answered. "Dr.Schimdt transition agency," said the man. "Hello, this is Micheal Afton I have a transition tomorrow, I just called to," Michael said before he was interrupted by the man saying. "Don't worry Mr.Afton; we get complaints like this all the time." the man reassured Michael, who sighed in relief, thinking he wasn't the only one who didn't want it. "You're calling to complain we're taking to long, don't worry we'll work the same hours tomorrow," the man said, destroying his hope. "No, you don't understand, I don't want the transition" when Michael said that the man just stayed silent until jon said something on the other end. Stupid party lines. "I don't get it either." Jon said startling both men. "Jon, were you spying on conversations again?" Michael said with no response.
Today was the day or night in this case, Micheal has a buck out of his room he didn't choose a number the freaken doctor chose for him. Micheal walked the halls of the confusing hospital, and he ran into a doctor carrying a woman on a stretcher, he was a number 17 she was a 67.
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After seeing them, Michael had run into the closest room............... The operating room where a doctor and nurse were waiting. "Finally you're here some people can't wait to be beautiful said the doctor a number 12, "Don't worry, it won't hurt," said the nurse a number 14. No matter how much Micheal screamed they wouldn't let him go.
Davis, a number 23 and jon were waiting to pick up Michael at the hospital when they heard. "Guys," Michael shouted happily. They saw a number 23 enter the waiting room with the nametag MICHEAL A.
"Davis, Jon look at me," Michael said, walking up to a nearby mirror. "And the best part, Davis I look just like you.
"Portrait of a young man in love - with himself. Improbable? Perhaps. But in an age of plastic surgery, body building and an infinity of cosmetics, let us hesitate to say impossible. These, and other strange blessings, may be waiting in the future, which, after all, is the Twilight Zone."
