Being The New Girl (On Hold)

Chapter 7

A/N:

Hey, I'm back. I'm trying my best to update nowadays but not that fast cause I have projects and homework to do. School sucks. Ok, now on with the story!!

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I stared at the uniform I was holding. It was small. Like seriously. The skirt looked like it would hardly cover anyone's butt. What is wrong with Katie? There's no guys in this school! Omg! I wish they'd bought my new uniform.

I dumped my bag in the locker and tried on the uniform. I threw my outfit over the changing room door, not caring where it landed.

I looked at myself in the mirror. I was disgusted, with myself. The top stopped like a few inches from my boobs! Ugh, it even disgusts me to say that in that uniform. And the neckline, luckily, was rounded but it was pretty low, so STILL! Ugh. The skirt was shorter than my school uniform skirt. At least it covers my ass. But it was beyond disgusting.

I stepped out of the changing room to get my uniform and when I looked around, there were no sight of any uniform. I ran to my locker and opened it. My bag was still inside but my Karate clothes were gone. Even my school uniform was gone! No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, NO!! This is not happening.

What in the world happened to my clothes?! Someone must have taken it! But who would take my clothes?! They're just my uniform and everyone in this school is rich! Duh, it's a girl's school. Whoever did this must really hate- Katie! Ugh! I should have known! How am I suppose to go training?!

I checked my phone. It was 10 minutes to 4pm! And training starts at 4 today! I need to get going if I don't wanna get scolding, I think. But I don't think Zann would scold me, right? Ugh! I can't go to training with this uniform. It's full of boys! I can't go home. It'll be too late. Maybe the dojo have extra clothes, hopefully.

I grabbed my bag and practically ran through the halls out of the school. If mum could fetch me, I would be wearing something more comfortable by now but she has work today till late at night. There was no way I am letting anyone see me in ugh, this.

The mall was quite far from school, but I could make it in time, if I ran like a mad woman. I probably looked like one, running and dodging people from school all the way to the mall in a cheerleading uniform. Anyone would have mistaken me as a woman who just escaped from a mental hospital.

I was reaching the dojo soon. I could see the sign just metres away but I wasted no chance. I kept on sprinting until I finally reached the doors. I flung the doors open, tripping clumsily to the floor.

"AHHH!!" I screamed as my face went in contact with the floor. I grunted and used my arms to lift myself up. Suddenly, I felt pairs of eyes staring at me.

Oh right... I was still in the dojo...

"Hi?" I was still on the ground, my hair sticking out in every possible places.

"Grace? Why are you like that?" Justin gestured towards my... everything.

"Arh! My eyes! My pure eyes!" Ty yelled, covering his eyes, making me roll my eyes.

"Why are you complaining? The chicka have a body." Jerry smirked, checking me out. Ew.

"I'm telling Drelyn!" Adrian suddenly bursted as he snatched his phone out.

"NNOOOOO!!" Jerry screamed high-pitched. Tackling Adrian to the floor but failing miserably. In a flash, Adrian was arm locking Jerry on the floor. Nice.

"Why are you in that?" Zann asked. "This is karate practice, not cheerleading practice where you girls use short skirts. Showing all the right curves and-"

"Dude?! Back off!" I instantly yelled after seeing that Zann almost drooled. "Can't anyone here give respect to a girl in a cheerleading uniform whose normal clothes disappeared?!" I said with my 'dramatic' voice while gesturing to myself.

"There's an 11 year old here!" Greyson suddenly spoke from a corner.

"Hey! I'm just 10! Please, give mercy!" Ty begged. Drama weirdos.

"Do you have any clothes that I can wear?"

"Er, ya. There's a couple of girl clothes inside. Adrian, take out those clothes from the upper shelf and look for a size S for her." Zann said, gesturing him to go. But he wasn't responding. I trailed his eyes at her he was staring at, right at my lower body. That pervert! "Adrian? Adrian? ADRIAN?!"

"Huh? What?" I snapped him out of his own thoughts. That sicko!

"My face is up here, you freak!"

"What? Oh, right. Hehe." he laughed nervously. "I'll just get your er, new outfit. Okay." he made weird hand signs as he started walking to the girls changing room. Okay?

"Why are you walking into the GIRLS room?" I stressed the 'girls' to make him realise.

"Cos the clothes are in there." Right, pfft I knew that!

"But I know, Grace. You dressed up like that for me, right?" he passed me the new set of clothes, smirking.

"Ew! Not in a million years, Brewer!"

"Of course not in a million years. You already did." he looked up and down my body. Oh, he is going to pay!

"My clothes got stolen!"

"By who? Some chick who hates you?"

"I have a feeling, yes." I said, "Now scram, get out, vamos!" I pushed him out and slammed the door at his face.

That was hard. More than 5 boys just saw me in my cheerleading uniform. What's worse is that, that Brewer saw me in two pieces of cloth! Oh why is life so embarrassing...

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I know, short chapter. Worse chapter of the story I might say. I might update next week of something or later on. So...

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Risyia