Unusual Circumstances

Chapter 2

I took a quick shower (thank god for lemon-scented shower gel,) then got dressed in my cloak of conformity.

I hated the uniform! It was baggy, and drowned my petite 5'1 frame. It was made up of an itchy, cheap and unflattering blue shirt, as well as a navy pencil skirt and matching blazer. Ugh.

Why, in today's modern society, would our
young generation be forced to wear this monstrosity?

I looked in the mirror. My fair skin, ivy-coloured eyes and ebony hair looked good, in my opinion. I loved my new haircut - short, with a long sweeping fringe. It took way less time than when it was long.

I liked school. I was smart, smarter than most kids anyway, and took pride in that. I was by no means the whizz-kid of the school, but I did well.

And, best of all, I had friends!!!

Before you start thinking I'm an extrovert on steroids, I just really, really loved my friends.
I had three good friends, in total, and they were all tall. No, I'm not hung up on being short.

Introducing:
Imogen, the friend I have known the longest of the three. She's crazy tall, almost 5'9 or something amazing like that. Her hair is HUGE! I love it, because it's so wild and noticeable, much like the girl herself.

Next we have Isabelle. Isabelle is a little bit in-your-face, but that's one of the reasons I love her. She has chocolate coloured hair in a bob, which is pretty cool.

And, finally, there's Isla. She's such a sweetheart. Isla is the kind of girl who would give you sweets just because you smiled at her the same time she found them in her pocket. Her hair is long and blonde, with natural sun-bleached highlights. I just want to give her a hug all the time.

I tighten my tie, mess up my fringe and head off to school, friends and an idiot.