Miranda 

*my mind: this girl I swear tfg-* whatever. let's just get to work

Fine. *she walks into your room and sits down at your desk* what's the project about again?

the russian sleep experiment

*she pulls up to your house and get out of the car and knocks on your door*

*I open the door I'm not wearing my glasses instead I'm wearing purple contacts and I'm wearing a black sports bra and camo sweatpants and my skin tone a little darker then normal*

*her eyes widen as she looks at you and her mouth hangs open*