Dressing to impress for me has always been second nature
Monday thru Friday provisions have been set to insure everyone meets a carbon standard.
A uniform by any other could never be as supplicating to any male eye. Dress shirt and skirt simple yet the trope is often ignored and replaced by a fixation of a bearing midriff and pigtails. I am not of fan, nor do I entertain the idea of such a portrayal. Unlike my good friend Stephanie and other girls at my school, being seen as provocative is an ambition. Attention from the opposite sex is the intent. Surpassing one another’s performance was the instigator to the erroneous stunt.

Stephanie and I take the same route home everyday that passes an all boys school. During our time of passing the boy’s football team begins conditioning. Our presence is scrutinized by the boys and expressed in any attempt to spark up a conversation, Stephanie enjoys their tainted attention.

One afternoon while walking home from school one of the boys from the football team handed us a flyer for a pool party that was Neither Stephanie nor I had ever been to a pool party.
Stephanie was excited while myself a bit timid. She then remembered that she had soccer practice on that same day.
She hinted that I go on my own. I told her it would be a bad idea
My parents would never let me go to a co-ed party.
Stephanie insisted that I lie to my parents and trick them into believing that ill be at her soccer practice but then hitch a ride to the party with her older brother. After hours of arguing I gave in and agreed to go as tribute.

There was just one problem, I didn’t have a swimsuit nor did I have the money to go and buy one.