Destiny? I think not!

Her name was Bernice. Yep. You heard me right. Nothing special. Not an enchanting name like Astoria,not a sophisticated one like Elizabeth. Just butt plain Bernice. Her name would put a plain piece of paper to shame. It was painfully plain. Just like she was.

Chocolate skin,curly black hair,5'4,hell she didn't even know what body size she was. What she did know was that she basically looked like any average girl alive. And she was content with that.

But then she did know Bernice had one problem. It was her standards...in men. You see one who drowned herself in books every single day mostly because of her personality type(INFJ) was destined to have high standards in men even though the said person looked like someone who would fall over and die in a less than second because they looked like they lacked protein. That didn't stop her still from being so damn picky.

Bernice had told her she had been in one relationship. It was the worse mistake of her life,she proclaimed. She kissed the dude once and it was sloppy,disgusting and anytime she thought of it she wanted nothing less than to stab herself over and over again for doing it. Over exaggerated?? Probably. Maybe that's why she considered her. Because she was dramatic also.

So when she said she'd choose this girl not only because she loved books and was a hopeless romantic with unbelievably high standards. But it was that:

1.She visited my library always and was the only human she,Nadine adored.

2.Since she had her nose buried into most of her books everyday,she knew how her writing style went and could almost predict how most of her books would end. She knew this because she sometimes read her mind as she read.

3. She didn't have anything to lose leaving this world behind. Nadine didn't think any orphan did.