Melissa Wishfield was a normal name. Her favorite color was normal- green, and her looks were all normal and average. Well, her looks were all normal and average for a beautiful 15 year old girl. So maybe beauty isn't perfectly average or normal or whatever, but it was a perfectly normal look on her. Her hair was the darkest shade of brown, so dark it was often mistaken for black. But her hair was not an overly aggressive shade, but quite the opposite, a seemingly light, silky smooth, feeling it gave with such dark color. Her hair was the perfect length for whatever style she wished to put it in, and it was always perfect, falling just the right way and framing her face delicately. Her skin was a beautiful pale shade, not a blemish or scratch ever visible. Her hands and nails always perfectly manicured and soft. Her eyes were deep and losing, a green hazel that could convince anyone to do anything, so long as she asked them in her sweet, light, magnificent voice. Yes, her looks were a big part in her beauty, but her true beauty was in her charm. Melissa Wishfield was a girl of pure heart and loving soul. She was cunning and naturally, purely, beautiful. And that was why she always, always, always got what she wanted. There was no mistaking it: Melissa was perfect, in every way imaginable. So when she asked you for something, when she wanted something you had, when she simply needed something and was too darn stubborn to give up, it was equivalent to the most amazing creature in the world being denied the right to live if, for any reason, she was denied the right to have what she wanted. It wasn't even like she knew why no one could refuse her, she was just perfectly content with getting what she wanted. She was no spoiled brat, she was never mean. Oh, no, on the contrary, she was always sweet and forgiving. She was perfect at school as well, receiving straight A's in nearly every subject all the time. And she was an animal lover. Oh, she was an animal lover all right. She loved every single animal in the world! She had a life goal to be a veterinarian, and she wanted to memorize everything she could about them. She called them the most majestic things of the world, the only things with pure beauty. So, you see, everyone thinks she is the most perfect, majestic, beautiful thing except her. She sees true beauty where it should be, as she says, not in buildings but in forests.