I see her shoulder length hair that is unnaturally straightened and stiff. Her intense blue eyes reflect her despair although most people would notice. When she sees the school, she shakes and begins walking slowly. She’s quiet and timid, nervously looking for the easiest way to get to her locker without people seeing.
She walks into school at 7 o’clock with nothing but her backpack behind her. She is wearing her green turtle neck, dark washed jeans, Uggs, and a puffy winter jacket. You can see a butterfly that’s slowly peeling away on her lower right hip. Her light purple cami show and she takes off her Uggs and replaces them with Vans. She takes out the ripped mini skirt from her backpack and walks to the bathroom. Her pile of clothes sit by her locker waiting to be her costume again.
She walks out of the bathroom at 7:15 with green stripes painted on the upper and lower part of her eye. She now has the new Gucci bag she uses to carry her books and friends trailing at her feet, trying to keep up.