No Pink Hair at School.

Avatar Author: invisibility_disability I have been writing for about ... ohh, a year and a half or so? I started mostly on ficlets, but since I guess no one remembers me from that site, I'll just start kind of anew here on ficly. :) Besides writing, actin... Read Bio

I stood in the girl’s bathroom, scrutinizing my appearance. I had already done almost everything I could to stand out in the Catholic high school in the small-ish town. It was so painfully bland, being forced to sit through classes in the three-story prison that couldn’t even afford air conditioning, despite the ridiculous tuition all of our parents paid.

There was a girl standing next to me, picking at her chin. I looked away and was somewhat disgusted. I took out my hair sculpting gel and tried playing with my cropped (natural) black hair. For a moment, I fantasized what it would be like to actually be able to look how I wanted:

1. Pierced ears. I was 16 years old and my ears weren’t even pierced.
2. Blue hair. I like to be noticed.
3. Ridiculous amounts of plum eyeliner. Just because.

But it seemed as if all those were discouraged, both by my family, and the society I was forced to endure. They never really liked us “artistic types” much here. Hmph.

Maybe once I get to college.

View this story's details


Oh no! This story doesn't have a prequel. Want to fill in the blanks and write one?


Oh no! This story doesn't have a sequel. Want to fill in the blanks and write one?

Comments (3 so far!)

Average Reader Rating

  1. Avatar S. Zee

    Plum eyeliner is FANTASTIC!

  2. Avatar Distant Memories

    lol. I kind of know what you mean about that school there. And you’re right too.

  3. Avatar OrangeOreos (LoA)

    Huh… Sounds like my school… Weird…

This story's tags are