If I didn't swap with another person, I would be punished. It wasn't a matter of choice. The 'taxi' survived from the power generated when two souls s...apped bodies, if no one swapped, the 'taxi' would die. It would kill the driver before it let that happenI tried cleaning the cab up, making it more attractive to customers but no matter what I did, it stayed the same, I gave up. I cruised the town looking for fares that I would want to be. Most young couples wouldn't get in my cab. Very few. ' The goal is for us to becomeperfect homemakers and nannies for our future wife/goddesses/owners. Myclasses diverged seriously, after the sixth grade, from my sisters'classes. They went on to geometry, science and algebra and I went intodressmaking and proper tea service. That said, the goal of the TempletonAcademy is not to make sissies into rocket scientists or scions ofbusiness, but to make us still useful to our future owners in the typicalsissy professions; secretary, nurse, day care. The boy that wasn’t given a single chance to survive was started to be called by everyone around him a miracle by god . However just as everyone was wondering how this come to be. Fate steeped back in an tried to take him from this world. He was rushed to the hospital by his parents with a 104.7 temp, constant upset stomach that wouldn’t stop, and lost control of his bowels. Also he was freezing but was extremely sweaty like he had just got out of a pool. His parents were told by the doctors. " Mila agreed with me. "So what do you do at your fathers company?" Well..." I was a little hesitant to tell her what we did. "...We're not very popular amongst people unless they have an accident, then they come to us." You're one of those accident, injury lawyers?" Mila asked raising her eye brows."Yeah." I replied. "That sounds like a sweet set up. There's no way your father's gonna fire you" Mila commented."You say that, but have you seen 'What Happens In Vegas?' Ashton Kutcher's.