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I bursted into the restroom without stopping and slammed the door shut behind me. It felt like my heart was about to jump out of my chest, and my head was boiling with a million confused thoughts that competed with one another. I couldn't calm myself down and it was very strange, because in life I have always been a very, very calm, quiet and reasonable person who doesn't allow any emotion to overcome me. But right now I felt like a fucking high school schoolgirl in puberty, just thrown in teenage drama with thousand of problems!

"Calm... damn it, calm... I'm calm..." I muttered as I looked in the mirror, feeling my heart racing as I looked at my own reflection, seeing a beautiful woman looking back at me. On her face, I could see signs of shock and incomprehension. "God, please help me..." I whispered as I slid my hand down my chest, trying to make sure that the body reflected in the mirror was actually my body. "Shit, shit, shit! Shit, damn it!" I slammed my palm against the mirror and leaned my forehead against it, feeling long hair gently touching my shoulders.

"I need to pull myself together and..." I muttered and opened the faucet, trying to wash my face. 'Just don't get your hair wet...' I thought as the water streamed from the faucet and I dipped my palms into the pooling water. "God! Seriously?! Don't get my hair wet?! Yeah, that's really main thing here!" I yelled at myself, realizing how ridiculous I must sound, but still adjusted my hair so that not a single strand would get wet.

Then looking at mirror again, I sighed heavily and took the lipstick from the shelf next to the faucet and began to slowly and accurately paint my lips. 'This is stupid and crazy!' I thought, but continued painting my lips red, as if doing this helped me to gain at least a little control over the situation. Then I carefully took a mascara from the shelf and slowly opened it, and quietly started to apply mascara on the eyelashes, trying not to dirty a neatly painted and red lips 'I need to calm down, it must have been a dream. Right? Only a dream...'

My hand reached to the small scrunchy next to the mascara, and without thinking, I took it, rolled up my hair and tied my long, fluffy blond strands into a neat ponytail. 'If there is a God above, I'm sure he or she can't allow me to live such a stupid life! Right?! Seriously, what the hell?! God... ugh... where... where is my damn favorit hoop earrings?!' I paused without even noticing that while I was thinking I not only did my makeup, but also managed to change my clothes.

"Oh! There you are!" I exclaimed happily and quickly put on a pair of thin dangling gold hoop earrings. There was no trace left of my hysteria which came moments ago. I liked what I saw in the reflection and smiled contentedly. 'I'm fucking gorgeous. And...'