SARAH'S POV
I feel like my body has already adjusted to the new features. I can now instinctively move my wings without feeling their weight.
I crawl to the edge of the bed and plant my feet on the floor. I slowly rise to my feet, stumble a little but finally stand steady.
I take slow steps towards the door. I reach for the door knob when someone else pushes the door open from the other side, smacks me right in the face. I fall backwards and land with an audible thud.
"What the...Sarah!" Doreen exclaims rushing into the room.
She hastily sets the plates of food she was carrying on the floor. "Are you hurt? How did you even get here?"
I pull myself up, still feeling capable of handling my own weight.
"You can already fly?!"
"I don't know, I was ending outside to try." I answer.
