Hey... Ummm... This is my first Punky Monkey fic and I just recently started watching the show, so uhhh... Go easy on me... Please?
"Hey, I'm Cosima."
From the moment Sarah laid eyes on the goofy and slightly awkward woman, Sarah knew her life would never be the same. She is the most beautiful being Sarah has ever seen. Not in the way that her face looked exactly identical to Sarah's, but in her differences from Sarah. In her style of clothing. In her dredlocks. In the slightly slanted way she stands, leaning more on one leg than the other. In everything that differentiates her from Sarah.
"Cosima." Sarah thinks. "It fits her."
Sarah quickly came back to reality. Cosima's face looks just like hers. Just like Beth's and Alison's.
Though Sarah wants to keep staring at Cosima for the rest of her life, she stops and speaks.
"How many of us are there?"
As Sarah sat and waited for Cosima and Alison to explain, she watched and looked for all the other differences and unique things that made Cosima so different and so much more beautiful than she was. Sarah knew that after Cosima was finished speaking, she would once again, change her life. Sarah didn't know how, but she knew that after today, whatever Cosima did or said after today would forever stick in her head.