Brief Author's note: Marlene's age has now been moved to "Grade eight", so she is turning 14, Tifa is now seventeen (turning eighteen), Cloud is seventeen, Yuffie is sixteen and Reno also seventeen (meaning that Sephiroth is nineteen).
"What the hell?!" I yell quite quickly.
I opened the box only to reveal a very thick pamphlet with a freaky-looking woman on the cover. "Marly? Marly?! What's wrong?" my sister eagerly says as she turns around to interrogate me.
"Nothing! I was just surprised at this freaky-looking pamphlet." Tifa's face obviously shows her disbelief. "Don't believe me? Fine. Take a look." I shove the box into her hands.
"Wha-wait!" she looks down at it "What the hell?!" she says with a scowl. I snicker and she turns to me "Ok, I believe you, it's pretty darn freaky." She shakes her head at me "But it's supposed to be artistic, so I guess that's why its like that." Ha-ha, she's squinting at it, as if she's trying to find the artistic meaning of the picture.
"Stop before you become blind." I say while rolling my eyes. I take the box away from her as I walk by. "I-I- I just didn't have my glasses, that's why I was doing that!" Sis says while being obviously embarrassed.
"Well, anyways- tomorrow's your first day at school, and it's a uniform school so…" Tifa trails off. "You have to get me a uniform, and go over safety precautions, I know, I know." Jeez, we've gone over 'the plan' like three times today.
"Well, if you know the plan so well, grab your jacket- 'cuz we're going to get your uniform right now." She says with a smug looking face. Ah man, I was hoping to actually listen to my new CD for bit before that.
"Fine." Stupid sister. Ok, not that stupid, just pushy.
So we get into the car, and she drives us to some store where you buy these stupid uniforms. When we enter the store, I was actually surprised to see so many people there. Of course, none of them were my age, they were around sixteen or seventeen.
I always looked older than my age, and now I'm damn proud of it. It would have been embarrassing if not.
"Ok, you know the mandatory is a skirt for girls right? I mean, we don't have any religious reasons so you'll have to." Fuck. I mean, Frock (my replacement word).
I hate skirts.
"Oooh, this looks so cute! I wish my school had uniforms…" Sis looks pretty disappointed with her choice of school. I snort (not like a pig!) with disgust.
"Time to try it on!" Tifa says as she usher's me into the girl's change rooms. "Hey! Wait a minute, do you even have my size?" Good thing I asked, because she's really forgetful sometimes.
"Of course! I not a complete idiot ya' know!" She gives me a knowing look. "Ok suuure sis, keep telling yourself that."
"Oh, shut up and get dressed.' Next thing I know I'm shoved into a dressing room. I look down at the uniform "It's not that bad looking…" I mumble.
"I heard that!" You can practically hear her smile.
"Shut up Tifa!"
Ah, it's finally quiet.
I put it on and look in the mirror, and surprisingly, I don't want to vomit.