Musketeers

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When I first wore my MIS uniform, I felt really uncomfortable. See, I hadn't started from MIS Primary School, but from a district elementary school where everything from books to tuition is free. My Papa was not yet an executive chef by then, and he and Mama thought it's rather unpractical to send me to a 500,000 peso school just to learn the basics. Though I personally thought the foundation matters, but kept quiet because I do not pay my tuition. So I entered MIS in junior high, and it is my dream school. However, that didn't change the fact that I do not quite belong the first time I got here.

I thought I look horrible in my gray knee socks (I only wear white ankle socks in elementary). Ten times I asked my mother to get me another skirt because I felt mine then was too short (above the knees is the exact length, but my previous school skirts reached my calves). We wear white long sleeves under our navy blue coat with powder blue and white pipings along the collar and the lapel and two dark bronze buttons the size of a 25 cent coin, an MIS badge on the left chest, a knee length navy blue, blue and white checkered skirt, gray socks, black shoes (heel height no more than 2 inches), and a bowknot of same cloth as the skirt. The boys', I think, is much more comfortable; with the same white long sleeves and coat, badge, neck tie, and gray slacks.

It took me almost half the school year to get fully accustomed with my uniform. I personally love Fridays when we can wear our PE uniforms-- simple white tshirt with blue linings on the neckline and sleeves, and navy blue jogging pants. There were no particular rules in hairstyle and haircut, as long as you look like a decent human being. In my last year in junior high, I learned to carry my uniform a little better, but I still look up to my classmates who could walk the runway wearing theirs.

Now, why am I talking about MIS uniforms in this pleasant free morning period?

It's because of them ☞( ￣~￣ )☞

"Hyeong, I have ran into Ms. Capalaran this morning, she told me to tell you that you have to wear your coat at all times," said Kiko in a lazy tone while looking at Koki whose coat is lying on top of his bag.

"Tell her to fck off," his twin said tonelessly.

Ms. Capalaran is a school prefect, working like an assistant to the guidance counselor. She is a good looking woman in her 30s with very sharp eyes when it comes to checking whether you are wearing your uniform well or not.

"And Mr. Gacayan said you need to have your hair cut."

Koki looked at his brother frowning angrily, "Fck, how about I cut his neck instead?"

I shut the book I was reading and looked up at my left and right. Yes, I am so delighted to tell you that I am seated in between these two idiots. (=_=  )

"You know what," I said to both of them, "I think stabbing your seatmates in the mouth to keep them quiet needs to be legal."

The two of them looked at me coldly.

"Want me to try it to you, then?" Koki asked and crossed his arms. "We could do with getting some fat from your face."

"Eff you, Koki!" I whispered at him and he just snorted. I looked at Kiko. He was looking at his phone.

"By the way, you two, don't you ever plan of skiving off after recess or I'll skin you alive!" I told them.

They didn't say anything to me. Being their seatmate is neither satisfying nor displeasing. They are not really the type who chat about random things or share funny experiences. Yes, they do bicker sometimes, but most of the time they just keep quiet. I guess the only thing that is beneficial with being their seatmate is that our classmates give us a fair big space. We are sitting at the back of the class, in the middle, and our classmates have moved their chairs as far as they can from us.