A short skirt and a tight shirt

I finally decide to wear a very tight shirt with no bra underneath it, g-string panties and a short skirt that leaves little to the imagination. I take a look at my reflection in the mirror. I can clearly see my nipples, pushing out the material of the shirt.

Having dressed myself, I make my way downstairs. The house is empty. My parents are already gone. Honestly, I rarely even see them anymore. Not that I'm complaining.

I grab a quick breakfast before I'm out the door, walking towards the bus stop.

On my way to school, I can feel people's eyes on my. Everyone stares at me, but I have nothing against it. I love the attention.

Finally, I'm at the door of my least favorite place on Earth. I push the door open and step inside.

I'm surprised to see that I'm not where I expected to be. The place that I'm in, is certainly not any of the Everwood High School's corridors. I'm standing on what appears to be an empty street. I have a feeling that I've already been here, but I can't really remember it.