You awake in your dorm, scratching your head of long red hair. You stand up with a yawn, approaching your dresser, throwing on your female uniform. It was a black blazer with red accents with a white button up undershirt, as well as a red plaid skirt that stopped halfway up your thigh. It wasn’t uniform, but who cares?
You walked over to your full length mirror, admiring your outfit. You had vivid blue eyes, wavy red hair, and a face dotted with freckles. You tied up your ginger hair into a pony tail, smiling at the mirror. You’re tan face beamed with confidence, after all, everyone seemed to love you.
What do you do next?
