I slowly walked away from Jon, a string of obscenities flowing through my head. "How did this happen" I say as I look down at the two protruding orbs on my chest, it was bad enough when they where small but after enduring a week in the mountains like this I may have just convinced the person who held my only chance at salvation that I couldn't be trusted with it.
"I can't be" I mumbled feeling my obviously feminine curves. Tears started to well up in my eyes, I blamed it on the hormones but honesty I was always a stress cryer.
I thought back 2 weeks ago to when we found that damned rock.
We were on a date, me and Maggie, at the lake. All the sudden a rock falls out of the sky, meteor or commet or something. I go into the crater to investigate and find the stone. I'm holding onto it when I notice my car is wrecked, and I accidentally fix it with a wish.
I'm snapped out of my remembrances when I'm almost hit by a car. Six months and reality changing me into a yank (and girl) and I'm still not used to how they drive.
Eventually I reach my front door, and steady myself for the worst. "C'mon Austin, you can do it. You already endured a week in the mountains with them" I try to psych myself up before facing my new parents.
