"We'll assess your progress at the end of each semester. If youpass, you'll be free to go back to your old lives, if that's what youstill want." What ...appens if we don't pass?" Marcus asked.The sisters exchanged a look with each other."Let's be optimistic," Katrina said. "We don't need to cross that roadunless we come to it, and I don't think we'll have to." Fixing you guys is our community service project," Wanda said. "We'renot going to let you fail." We've taken you on as our Little. She had brown hair that barely reached her shoulders pulled back in a simple ponytail. She wore a loose fitting black shirt over a pair of blue jeans. Her face was attractive with big round brown eyes, and dark complexion. She was solidly built, neither skinny nor fat. She stood just over five feet tall, and she didn’t look comfortable at all. She ordered a glass of red wine and sat. They ordered dinner and Devon worked on starting a conversation with her. It was like pulling. Parents be damned, he told everyone. He was so brave, everyone told him back. It was as if nobody actually cared what Miranda felt.After high school, their paths had diverged. Miranda found herself stuck at the local community college pursuing an arts degree. Michael and Nadia went to Princeton on full ride sports scholarships, eventually becoming a power couple in professional sporting leagues.Miranda eventually began dating one of her professors, a man named Daniel Fischer who was also. Replacing whatever was in there, I filled my whole bedroom dresser withspending money, several million in twenties. It was a good thing too,because my family would wind up needing it after the inflation caused byall the other people doing this plunged the global economy into arecession, but I'm getting ahead of my story here.When I heard my mom screaming in the bathroom I went running in there,forgetting all about how I'd changed myself. She was blonde, and gawkingat herself in the mirror."Mom!.