In front of me was a pce completely foreign to me. It was filled with architecture I only ever remember seeing in those useless books they make us use to study. Multiple white pilrs perfectly aligned near a pair of golden stairs.

  Hello, mortal. In normal circumstances, you wouldn't even be able to understand me but it appears you have a wish I may be able to grant.

  How peculiar, it was as if the voice was talking directly inside of my head.

  " Who are you ?"

  Well, seeing how ignorant and self centered you are, I understand that you have no idea about me but you would do well to brighten at least your general knowledge. Well, to no matter to a goddess. In my magnanimity, I decided to bless you mortal, you should rejoice.

  " Bless me ? What the hell is going on ? Where's the girl from earlier ? Am I dreaming ?"

  Well, in a sense, you could say you are dreaming . We are simply using the fine line between self and dream to communicate with you. We have seen what is wich you desire. It is truly beautiful ..."

  " Yeah, I must be having one of those lucid dreams. I'll wake up anytime soon."

  Yet your hearth is so ugly that it's unsightly. Such wasted potential. As the very avatar of beauty itself, you disappoint us. All things beautiful should say beautiful and not confuse beauty with the ugly act of vanity.

  I kind of don't understand a single word that weird voice is saying to me. However, why does everyone says my heart is ugly.

  As far as I'm aware, I've done nothing wrong. Allison deserves what I do to her, she's just acting all interested because that little act attracts guy.

  What about the other mortal ? The one your ugly acts took the life of ?

  It wasn't my fault. I told them we shouldn't go this far, yet they still took such horrible pictures and posted them on that horrible website.

  Silly jesters that you mortals are. So because someone decided to make your mortal life miserable, you make every other mortal life the same ?

  Don't talk like you know me !

  Oh, I know you better than anyone.

  Suddenly, my own reflection bursted forth in a storm of red petals in front of me. Her eyes were bright golden.

  " Who...are ...you ?"

  As of this instance, I'm merely borrowing the form if your ego as my grandeur and beauty cannot be reproduced perfectly by a mortal body.

  Some among the flow of time call me Aphrodite as Venus is far more appropriate for such elegance and grandiose beauty.

  " Aphrodite ? Like that goddess of love ?

  And all things beauty. Now as I was saying mortal, I'm supposed to grant your wish but I'd rather not for such an ugly being. However, I have great hope for you so you may still use your ego however you wish.

  As of this very moment, I decre you...The apostle of Vanity.

  I opened my eyes, feeling like I forgot something important.

  I looked around, thinking I was still in the cssroom with that girl. However, I wasn't. Finding myself in one of the rooms used for my css.

  " Jessica, since when did you get a tigh tattoo ?"

  " I didn't."

  Curious, I looked at my legs, a tatoo of a yellow cross I didn't even remember getting on my right tigh.

  " You're also rocking the colour contacts by the way ?"

  " Contacts ?"

  I used my pocket mirror to look at my eyes, who had golden irises.

  Is that normal ? I don't remember putting lens. Maybe I should contact a doctor about my eyes ?