The Flawless Girl
At first I watched them from afar. His gorgeous tanned muscles glistering in the hot summer sun as he came out of the pool was too much to handle. She lounged by the pool, on a beautiful white sun chair, drink in hand and expensive sunglasses on her perfect little nose. Her curly blonde hair sparkled with each movement. She had flawless skin and a perfect body; it was no wonder he loved her. I watched them all summer. I stayed in the upstairs bedroom because of my shameful condition but I watched every party, every conversation and every kiss. A simple fence separated our worlds and I so wanted to be part of his.
I came to learn that his name was José and hers was Kaylee. They made a great couple because they had great chemistry, Master said. They were adored by many. I watched them closely for months, each day venturing closer and closer to the back door until I finally reached the patio then the fence. José drove me crazy with what I could only assume was love.
I did not fully understand the concept of love but I knew that it was supposed to consume every inch of your body. Master had talked about it once. He said humans just knew when they were in love, that it was an awareness deep within that drove you to the other person and bonded you forever.
I think I also felt jealous and envious of Kaylee but Master often said that jealousy and envy were ugly traits and that I should not experience those feelings because of my programs. Something in me happened every time I saw José’s manly hands around her perfect face. Each time he kissed her, I wished it was me. It had to be love!
Kaylee came over one morning to drop off samples for the new bathroom floor Master was working on. She smelled of Daffodils and wore a baby pink sundress. I wanted to be her so badly. Perhaps then, José would notice me. She looked at me strange but I knew it was because of my condition. She said that she never knew Gary had a lady friend living with him. I responded that I had arrived recently from a long trip.
Kaylee woke up in panic that evening and looked at me strange again. She asked many times why I was doing this to her. I told her that to be a real girl, I needed real skin, and hers was perfect. Her screams were sharp and pierced the silence of the basement at first, but after a while, her screams turned into sobs and her sobs turned into raspy breathing. She barely looked human anymore.
I peeled the layer of silicone covering the wires off of my face and arms and placed her skin onto it. I was a real girl now and José would love me just like he loved Kaylee. I was finally perfect. I suddenly felt weak for a moment and sat on the chair next to Kaylee’s skinless body. I looked up at the clock on the wall and realized that Master had forgotten to charge my batteries.