First siku of Classes. Jenny was almost hyperventilating.
“I don’t know what to wear!” She shrieked, still in her pink bathrobe. I rolled my eyes. I was already dressed in the only pair of jeans my Aunt packed for me. They were artfully faded denim skinny jeans. I groaned when they hugged my legs snugly. I have no choice but to pair them off with the simplest blouse available – an off – shoulder black blouse. Again, having no other alternative, I wore deadly looking black strappy stilettos. I should really hit the mall and buy myself inoffensive jeans, comfy t-shirts and sneakers.
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