Day 3 - Returning to college

With your feet tugged in, you're comfortably sitting on your small bed in your personal dorm room. Fresh, white bed-sheets are caressing your hands while you take a moment to relax after a day of studies. You're wearing your favorite clothes, simple black leggings and a black top, nothing too revealing but enough to accentuate your feminine charms. Next to you, the wall is clustered with photos you've taken during the past few months. Who would've thought that photography is what you'd choose for a future career if you get to start over?

"Gwen?" Oh what is she up to now... "Gwen!?" you repeat yourself, only to have your loyal cat companion jumping onto the bed and immediately attacking your leather bracelet! "Nuh-uh! Stop! Sit! Bad kitty!" you cuss at her, but she's having none of it. Just like the real Gwen.

When she finally tired herself out, you quickly make sure that the leather is still intact -- along with its engraving of dates for your new birthday, your new blood type, and your bra size. Things that are easy to forget. You can still remember how everything came to be... How a nice woman became your savior by picking you up at the highway and driving you to a shelter where you got new clothes, and eventually a new identity. Of course you also alerted a car service and had somebody pick up your mother, an indirect contact, and also the last time you had any kind of interaction with your old family members.

Unfortunately, you didn't transform back. A silver lining was a tiny droplet of blood in your underwear a few weeks later, you can only assume that walking through the woods for so long prevented the pregnancy from fully forming, or whatever. The next challenge was retaking a couple high school tests, since as a previous college student, you could easily prove that you knew more than an average high school girl should. It worked. You became one of the youngest students at college, most assumed you were simply smart and gifted and worked hard to get where you are. In a way, you certainly did work hard. Nobody knows what really happened, and considering how amazing your life is, you're not sure if you will ever share your very special secret with anyone. Except Gwen, perhaps. Ain't that right?

"Meow."