get our uniforms!

Amy jumped up and grabbed my hand and ran towards the gym, where all the girls were waiting for the new uniforms to be distributed. All my friends (and some who weren't my friends) were already there. Sally was the biggest bitch of the group, and I hated her. She had short, dark hair, and a great body, but she was a bitch. When the two of us had to walk down the hall together, all the boys would look at her. She was always bragging about her boyfriends and her newest sexual escapade, and she made fun of me because she knew I was still a virgin, and planned on staying that way. She was also the head cheerleader.

Today, she was looking through the boxes with our new uniforms and I said she should wait for Mrs. Johnson, our cheerleading coach." Sally sneered at me and said to mind my own business, and I'd get my "special, new outfit" soon enough. I don't know why she said that, because all the new outfits were special. They were designed so that the sweaters didn't come down quite low enough to meet the skirts, so some of our abs would be exposed, not like our old ones.

Mrs. Johnson came in and asked Sally to distribute the uniforms. Sally started calling off the girls' names and handing out the new uniforms, and mine was last. I knew she did that on purpose. Mrs. Johnson said we should all run into the locker room and put on our new uniforms in a hurry, because she had a special surprise for us. She had arranged for a special pep rally for the whole senior class, so that we could show off our new uniforms! The girls all screamed and shouted and we ran to the locker room to change.