Everyone exclaimed in amazement when I entered the classroom. I wasn’t surprised; I was the first person any of them knew to have it done after all.
“That’s so cool!” Greg said. “I can’t believe your parents let you do it.”
“Yeah, it took a lot of convincing,” I responded, running my hands over the fresh, green scales adorning my arm.
“What was the operation like?” someone asked. I recognized them from class, but didn’t know their name.
“No problem. I saw the snake when they took me into the room. They put me to sleep, now I have scales.”