Looking around the room your eyes settle on Josephine Khalaf. Josephine, or Josie as her friends called her, sat in her desk, displaying perfect posture with her manicured hand gently holding a pencil, busy writing down notes. Her mother was born in Quebec, where Josephine attended elementary school. Her family had then moved to your town and she started attending your school.
She had many friends amongst every clique and group in the school. She had even asked you to tutor her once and had even come with you and your friends to see movies on occasion. She was the friendliest and kindest girl in the school and was arguably one of the most attractive girls as well. While the jocks and other cheerleaders had tried to keep her from the rest of the school, her morals led her to stand up for the less fortunate and less popular. When their attempt at seclusion failed, the cheerleaders had attempted to dismiss her from the team but her athletic skill and unwavering and widespread popularity foiled their feeble attempts.
A side effect of her apparent perfection was that no one felt they were worthy enough to ask her out, something which she did not mind as she was not about to risk her friendship with anyone over a potentially dangerous romantic affair.
As you sat there, admiring her for her body, mind and heart, you actually morphed one of your body parts into one of her own. This part was...
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