Reese or Reece [turtle slow updates]

ii. horrible encounters

"I..."

"I'm Aurora by the way," she held out a wrinkled hand. What a typical old lady name.

"Hi Aurora," I shook her hand. I couldn't help but feel shocked of her idea. It was simply ridiculous.  She didn't sound like a 60 year old at all. "I don't know..."

"Reese! Come on! It'll be fun!" she shook her head in disappointment. She was definitely not an old lady. "Plus, you don't really have a choice,"

I thought for a moment about what she said. I could always just rent an apartment...no, that won't work. My parents made me promise that I will have to get a job. They're only going to pay for the essential goods, like food and clothing. Another choice was to just enter the boys' dormitory as a girl and hope that they won't tease and embarrass the crap out of me. Unfortunately for me, that's what will probably happen.

I placed my head in my hand for a second before replying with determination, "okay fine, I'm going to do it." What the hell did I just get myself into? I thought to myself. I had no experience with anything of this sort! I haven't ever dressed up as a boy for a prank or Halloween either.. Like people are going to fall for this. But it's worth a try right?

Aurora's face lit up immediately but then frowned. "Go change, now. A pair of skinny jeans and a fancy floral top will not suffice as a boy," She looks me up and down, changing her facial expression to distaste.

I groaned and thought that this was going to be a hell lot of a work.

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Pulling out a pair of sweats and the baggiest sweatshirt I could find I sighed again. If only I was a little bit more careful with my computer mouse, then I could've avoided all of this. The day that I applied I was in a huge rush because Anna, my best friend back in Boston asked me to help with her application, and me being the great friend I was, I decided to rush my application and do hers instead. I’ve already got all the writing done and all I had to do was copy and paste it in the boxes, thank god I did that because who knows what would’ve happen if I didn’t write it ahead of time. All I had left to do was the general information, like the names, gender, location, and all that jazz. I didn’t think twice before hitting the buttons, actually, I don’t think I even thought before hitting the buttons and that’s what led me to here.

I was in the women's bathroom and just like Aurora asked me to do, I'm changing. The bathroom wasn’t very huge but it wasn’t very small and tight either, there were plenty of room for another person and that’s what scared me, I didn’t want anybody to come in. The walls were painted magenta, typical school bathroom, my elementary, middle, and high school all had pinkish-reddish-magenta walls.

My face was make-up free as I never put on make-up for plane trips; it just gets smudged everywhere. I mean everywhere. My foundation makes me look like I have some weird skin disease since it turns all blotchy, my eyeliner and mascara is just well totally smudged everywhere, making me look like a raccoon with dark circles around its eyes. There’s a lot more but I rather not explain it all, so to sum it all up, I look like Lindsay Lohan after a fist fight, yeah, it’s that bad.

After I put on the clothes, I decided on what to do with my hair. I could pretend to be a hipster and say that i just like long hair but, unfortunately, only an idiot would fall for that. So I pulled out my one and only navy cap that had the New York Yankee's logo on it and stuck it onto my head. Sadly, my  hair was still too long. 

So I decided to gather up all my blonde hair and piled it messily on the top of my head. Then I fixed the cap on and pulled on the ends of my hair so it didn't look like I was bald. To be honest, it looked fantastic. I was so good at this, I think to myself.