Post by jubilee on Feb 2, 2011 21:32:09 GMT -5
Jubilee was far from happy. The new rules, she could deal with. The new policies, she could deal with. The new uniforms however was a completely different story. She had always seen the school as an outlet to unleash her inner self through clothes. Now, she was stuck in a little preppy plad ugly uniform. She had looked into the mirror and litterally cried out in agony at her reflection.
Once class hours were over, she ripped the ponytail holder out of her hair and quickly pulled on a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt, shaking out her hair to let it lay free. She buried the uniform in her bag and shuddered at it, knowing she'd have to wear it again tomorrow.
She needed food. Then again, Jubilee seemed to always need food, or at least sugar of some kind. She dug through the cupboards until she found a bottle of soda. She seized a couple of icecubes from the freezer and poured it into a glass before she began to chug the fizzy and sugarry drink. What exactly had come into the staff's mind that they were making uniforms part of the school? She was far from fond of the idea.
Once class hours were over, she ripped the ponytail holder out of her hair and quickly pulled on a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt, shaking out her hair to let it lay free. She buried the uniform in her bag and shuddered at it, knowing she'd have to wear it again tomorrow.
She needed food. Then again, Jubilee seemed to always need food, or at least sugar of some kind. She dug through the cupboards until she found a bottle of soda. She seized a couple of icecubes from the freezer and poured it into a glass before she began to chug the fizzy and sugarry drink. What exactly had come into the staff's mind that they were making uniforms part of the school? She was far from fond of the idea.