Nicole
16~female~touch-shifter
16~female~touch-shifter
Nicole woke up with the sunrise, her bright blue eyes awake and ready to face the day. She looked in the mirror, combing out her obnoxiously tangled waves of medium-brown hair. She pulled on a pair of faded jean cutoffs, her absolute favorite shorts in the world, and a plain grey T-shirt. She drew a thin line of black eyeliner on her upper lids, a slick of sheer pink lipstick. She walked down the hall to find an empty kitchen, which didn't surprise her, she was always the first up. She grabbed an apple out of the fridge, ate it, pulled on her navy blue converses, she went outside.
It was just barely bright out, and the streets seemed dead, so she didn't think twice about walking down the sidewalk, touching the neighbor's puppy, and shifting into the same thing. She continued down the street.
(I hope when they shift they keep their clothes... That's how mines going to work. When she shifts back to her human form, she will have her clothes ^.^)




