You're six!

"What's with all this 6 stuff anyways?!" I demanded, trying to turn attention from my compromising fall.

"You are 6." 2 said simply, finally done chuckling.

"What? The sixth what?"

"Oh dear, you misunderstand. You're 6 because you're six years old."

Now it was my turn to laugh. Who would believe that? I looked around, but no one else showed any sign of humor. I mean, i might have been dressed like a little girl, but no one could possibly mistake me for one. I was 26 years old! Besides, i certainly didn't have the body of a 6 year old. I looked down at myself. My chest was a 36 C, every muscle in my body was toned and hardened by years of martial arts and training.

"look, i don't get your game 2, but you know I'm an adult woman, not a 6 year old"

"All I know dear 6 is that on this island i make the rules, i am law. If I say your 6, you are 6. You can play secret agent all you want, but reality is subjective to me and me alone." I decided then and there that this woman was crazy. Probably everyone on the island was crazy.

"Alright 2, you "control reality" all you want on your psycho little island, but I'm leaving!" I turned on my heel and started walking out of the compound.

"By all means" 2 said calmly "go, run around, have fun! But i warn you, don't stray too far, there are consequences if you go out of bounds." I ignored the crazy old bird and continued walking away.

"oh 6?" 2 said. I stopped, not turning around.

"what?"

"just so you know, It's actually Monday, not Thursday." she said. I looked back at her over my shoulder. Everyone was staring at my back, trying to contain giggles. I looked down. Once more the short skirt had flipped up, show my pantie encased butt with Thursday written across it in neon letter.

"OH!" I yelped, pushing my skirt down. The giggles turned to laughter. I rushed away, holding my skirt down with both hands until I was safely out of sight.

Once I was out of the compound i stopped to catch my breath. I tried to calm myself down. Obviously this was all part of their strategy. It was the opposite of what my jumpsuit achieved. In my leather outfit others were intimated by me, and i was filled with confidence. In these clothes everyone treated me like a joke, and I was left feeling embarrassed. But, knowing that didn't change anything. My cheeks still burned, distracting emotions filled my thoughts.

It didn't matter though. No matter what I was going to get off this island. I had been trained to deal with anything, this situation was no different. I would escape!