Diary of a High School Slut

❶: Mini Skirts

[CHAPTER ONE]
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The plane ride was uneventful, just like any other plane ride. But when I got off a limousine was waiting for me, my friends and I would tease each other when ever we saw a limousine by saying that it was here to pick on of us up but never in my 17 years of life have I thought that one day one will be coning for me.

The driver was a burly man wearing a classic black suit. He introduced himself as Stan and told me that he was going to take me to WSA Headquarters on fifth avenue. He seemed nice enough but what if he took me to a secluded area and murdered me? Obviously none of that happened, but it could have.

After driving for what seemed like an hour, not that I was complaining New York City was entrancing, we arrived at a huge office building.

"This is it, isn't it?" I asked Stan, his only response was a curt nod as he got out of the limo and opened the door for me.

I looked down at my outfit, a light pink skater dress, white pumps, and a white headband slicked my dark hair back and down my back. Too late to change now, I just have to suck it up and get to this.

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"Miss Taylor, we are ready for you"

I readjusted my dress and walked into the meeting room, heels clicking on the linoleum floor. My breathing hitched when I felt all eyes snap on me.

"This is her?" A nasally voice broke the silence. My eyes snapped to the owner and found her to be a platinum blonde bimbo with a bright pink shirt much too small for her bust.

She threw me off my game, she looked like a human Barbie doll. I clumsily found my way to an empty seat.

"She's going to need a lot of work, Janine, I'm Chelsea and I'll be your roommate while you're here for the project and I'll also be in control of your wardrobe"

"Okay" I dragged out the vowel.

"I'm sure you know all the details by know, so I'll let you got with Chelsea and get ready for your first day of school" Said the only other person in the room, a buff man with gorgeous blond locks "I'm Matthew Price, Chelsea's older brother"

"Let's go, I only have a few hours to prepare you" Chelsea exclaimed frantically, and with that I was whisked away in another limo.

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The Price Estate was the size of an entire community back home in Colorado. I was amazed by the luxrious life these people were living while some people dind't even have the simple luxury of a warm meal, atleast the Prices' were active members in scientific studies that could change our world.

Chelsea navigated through the long corridors with ease. She stopped abruptly in front of light pink double doors with gold embroidery and gold door knobs.

"This is your room" Chelsea squealed ad she tore the doors open.

The room itself was simple but it reminded me so much of my old room back home, except it was luxurious and atleast three times the size. The walls were a soft creme color and all the furniture was wooden and had a light brown glow. A large queen size canopy bed with fluffy pink, white, and gold pillows rested on the back wall, across from me. A ruffled white comforter was folded neatly across the lower half of the bed while the drapes were sheer pink. A large vanity was to my left, it was stocked with make-up, hair products, and expensive looking perfumes. To my right was a lovely wooden dresser that had a fuzzy table cloth thrown fashionably over it and unlight candles going straight across. This room looked like it belonged in a palace to a princess, not me.

"OOH and you have your own bathroom and I picked out some clothes for you, I know you don't always want to borrow my things so maybe we can go shopping sometime, but I don't know I mean I should probably show you around but lets go to the bathroom" Chelsea rambvled as she dragged me to a door that was in the far left of the room.

The bathrrom was enormous and just as, if not more, luxurious as my room. Chelsea made me strip into my underwear, which apparently looked like they belonged to her Grandma, and inspected me as if I were some sort of zoo animal. She applied wax strips on my legs and yanked them off.

"Chelsea you're hurting me!" I yelled as she pulled another wax strip off my perfectly bare legs "I already shaved before this, why are you doing this?"

"You're legs looked like they belonged to big foot, you'll thank me" she smirked as she pulled the last wax strip off.

She exited the bathroom and left me behind to clean up her mess. Okay maybe I was exagerrating a teeny tiny bit, but you get the point. I wrapped a towel around my slim figure and walked back into the room where I fouund Chelsea rummaging through the dresser that was surprisingly full.

"Now, we look to be about the same size" she ran out of my room and came back moments later with her arms full of clothing.

Me? The same size as her? She was at least a DD while I needed a magnifying glass to see my boobs. I groaned as I flopped on the fluffy bed.

"Found it!" She waved around a teeny tiny cloth to my face.

"You're kidding right?" I laughed

"You have to look the part, honey, you're going to be the schools slut" she squealed excitedly.

"Here try it on" she handed me a pair of black shorts, a white cap sleeve crop top, and low white pumps.

"Wait no! This is better" she tossed me a hot pink mini skirt, a black spaghetti strap tank top, and black flats.

This was going to be a long night.

[AN]
This is kind of a filler chapter where you get to see what happens before she starts school! - Kaylee

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