It really helps to have support when you are going through school. Even more when you learn you're all on your own. When i graduated high school, my father thought it would be a good idea to set me up as a mail-order bride. He said to me, "Hellhound," cause he thinks im a bitch, "no daughter of mine's gonna go college!"

He repeatedly told me, "ya momma nev' wenna no college, my momma nev' wenna no college, yo granny wenta college and her pa almose kill her fo it. I re-peat college ain't no good fer no girls. You goin' git marred an git me an ya momma some granbabbies an ya cain' do dat fyou goin' git ejimicaded. Y'Auntie Lou Anne wen en got a de-gree an she ain give me no other kin folk. No Hel. You wanna got college, you git the 'el ouda here. Don let the door kiss yo ass ona way out. Befo ya go one mo thin. I ev' seeya gen, i' kiya" Boy am i lucky my best friend is a mage.

I was out of there and for a good six years, went couch surfing until i finally told Henry about my home situation. Man he was so P.O.ed that he nearly thought about killing him. (my dad, not himself) I proposed a small revenge. We would finish our MDs and open our clinic, then we would get our revenge.

Fast forward and we finally did it. I am now proudly Dr. Helen Della Arlin, OBGYN. And my partner (nonsexual, seriously completely platonic come on guys he's like my brother) in crime (but not literally we are very ethical) Dr. Henry Alexander Leighton, GP. ( i swear your minds go straight to the gutters) Yup, I specialize in the Grand Canyon while he deals with Mount Everest. (or more often, Mount Wycheproof) *no offense to the Aussies out there. P.S. Steve Irwine is basically a god and will live on forever on my vhs oknowbacktothestorysorry* Anyway, the trap is almost set to finally get revenge on that POS of a father of mine. We thought it would be poetic justice to make my father see the error of his ways. I know, "Come on Doc, what's the big plan?" Right? Dont worry, I'm getting to that.

We synthesized a drug/potion to cure the common cold. Almost won the nobel for it... almost. Turns out while we were doing this, my dad's gender bender potion was mixed into the batch that was approved for mass production and emediate manditory distribution. Everyone on earth, everyone. Got swapped with the person they shared the strongest bond with.

Well there you have it. Thus my life as Henry Leighton MD, the worlds worst mage. I lost his liscense and am now serving a three hundred year sentance for leaking magic to the world, while the new Helen is trying to find a way to fix the world. Seriously it was all an accident I swear!

THE END or is it?

Seriously guys, let me know what you think in the comments