Basic B!tch!

Episode 6

The Main Cast

"I find it to be a practical form of expression and a creative form of art,"

        Gossip Girl cut off all her questions after that, but it doesn't halt #79's curiosity. In fact, it begins to spread to every crook and cranny of her mind like a virus.

        #79 woke up early because she went to sleep early the night before. She's in no hurry to get ready. Her bed is beckoning her back to sleep. So instead, she lays in bed just thinking about yesterday. Both Hamasaki and Gossip Girl spoke about fashion. They speak of it so fondly. If Hamasaki can love it without knowing why, is fashion that powerful. She hears that love can appear unexplained. Maybe that's why. However, it still didn't seem right. Her love... It felt missing, empty, hollow, unfinished.

        Her alarm clock rings. It's time for her to get ready.

        She drags herself from the clutches of her mattress and eventually heads to the mirror. Her hair is tangled again. Maybe she should pull her hair into a ponytail. Then again, her hair is too short for that. Her eyes connect with her own in the mirror. Her calmness is thrown to the wasteland. She shrieks.

        Her hair once a standard brown is now a bright cherry red.

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        The sun is once again in the sky. However, it is quite windy today. One can feel the air brush against their skin. Besides that, the school roof is just as lively. It has been several days since #79's hair turned red. She still hasn't gotten used to it. She feels her heart jump whenever she sees it. For whatever reason, she can't adjust as fast as she did with her eyes. Even if that did take some time too.

        She sits with her friend eating lunch. #82 has her blazer wrapped around her waist. She eats her food with bad manners. One leg hugs to her chest while the other is in a criss cross position. She's cool. She's composed.

        The wind doesn't let up. A breeze surfs through the sky. Sending all of the girls a brief chill before warmth returns. #79 hugs her blazer.

        "You might want to wear your blazer," #79 says, she notices her discomfort.

        "It doesn't bother me. I'm alright," her friend answers.

        "Are you sure?"

        "Yep. Can't feel a thing. Probably won't get colder today."

        "Oh. Okay."

        #79 notices the change in her friend's eyes. The cheerful fire they once had is gone. Now they're cool like water. Calm like a silent night. There's a stillness in her eyes. They are so much different than before.

        Her friend has changed once again.

        "Yoohoo!"

        #79 feels her nerves spike. This voice, she's heard it before. She turns around and sees an unnatural sight. It's The Server.

        The Server dashes to her with open arms. Upon contact, she immediately engulfs #79 in a hug. #79 squirms and tries to pry The Server's arms from around her.

        "What are you doing here!" she says.

        The Sever's arms don't budge, "I go here, silly."

        "How haven't I seen you?" #82 asks.

        "I'm a second year. That's why."

        "You're lying!" #79 says.