The Transfer

My life was pretty nice. I loved my family, I had good friends and good grades. I didn't really date so there was less drama for me in that department. It was all good. I mean I was pretty, with my tall lean body and my pretty face with full lips and cold-blue eyes, my hair is long and wavy blonde. I had an eyebrow piercing but I wasn't going for the extreme bad girl look, I just liked it since it made me feel unique. I was always calm and it took a lot to get me physically angry at a person, but I always screamed at inanimate object since they never did what they were supposed to, but that doesn't mean I won't be sarcastic or sassy to a person who deserves it. I guess I had a nearly perfect life in my little flat with my family... Until that one day... The day the Transfer came in...