My Mom is a shape shifter.

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Blythe's (POV)

7:05

I wake up to "call me maybe" by Carly Rae Jepsen, playing on the radio, I know it's old but it still gets me ready for the day so. I head to my bathroom and look in the mirror, dark brown hair that go with my tan skin, but my grey eyes pop out. Honestly the grey eyes are the hottest thing about me there so cute, I brush my hair into Minnie mouse ears and start working on my morning routine.

7:30

I look at my self one last time, "damn I look good." I say to myself and head out to my closet, I pick out an orange of the shoulder shirt and light blue shorts. As I head down stairs my little brother jumps in front of my with a cape on "sthop foul animal for I am the thooper hero calico! And I will detheat you!" His lisp isn't getting any better in that speach class.

I push his face away " Get out of my way Justin I can't play you'll just mess up my hair." I walk down the stairs and see mom cooking, she has blonde hair (fake) and blue eye contacts, her body is perfect in ways I wish my body was.

My dad sat at the table reading the newspaper as for him my little brother looks identical, the same brown hair the same light brown eyes and the same nose. I sit down across from him "Hiya gun you look gorgeous as usual hmmm... A little too much eyeshadow though." My mom says as she puts a plate of bacon, egg's, and hash brown, in front of me.

I frown and open the camera on my phone to see, my dad shakes his head "you look fine, you shouldn't even be wearing makeup." I smile at him and put my phone down, Justin comes sliding down the stair railing, "thuper Calico ith here to thave you!" Mom stops him in his tracks "it's ssss honey not thhh say super sssuper." Justin whispers super under his breath and walks away.

My mom needs everything to be camera ready and picture perfect if not it could "ruin her career" I roll my eyes and eat my food.

7:15

I grab my backpack and wait outside for my dad to get his keys Justin is in his uniform and pretending a stick was a super hero. I hear the door open behind me so I head to the car and get in front, Justin jumps in the back and lays down. "Justin sit up." I say and my dad puts his hand on my shoulder "let him, it's not every day the boy gets to do whatever the hell he wants, with his mother around and all."

I nod and turn on the radio, Arianna Grande plays I don't know the name but it's pretty good so I leave it on. I think about my mom and how she looks so perfect all the time and never shows weakness, does she let loose when we're gone or is she always perfect? There no way a human can be that perfect. If mom heard me use the same word that many times in a sentence she would correct me, no there's no possible way she's that perfect there's only one explanation





She's a shape shifter.

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