"So.. here we are!" She said with a strong voice and dropped the papers down on the desk. My feet were shaking. Not that I ever didn't want to be a respectable person, I just didn't mean for it to happen this way. She sat down on a black chair. Her brown hair was pushed back in a thight ponytale, and her pencilskirt showed of her beautiful curves. "You are taking this seriously, right?" she looked straight into my eyes. It took some time before I realised she'd asked me a question. "Of course, of coruse!" I heard my dark voice assuring. She turned around reached for the papers and a pencil, and said "Just sign here. It'll be official the second you do so". She gave it to me. My hands were shaking. I wrote a name. It wasn't mine, but it was what she though was mine. I gave it back to her and smiled. She smiled. We were ready to get going.