Madison James and High School

You look great for your first day of school. Every one will think your a cute, modest girl and want to get to know you better. Your about to go down stairs and eat breakfast when your brother runs in to your room, wearing one of your bras over his shirt. You start chasing him through out the house. You finally get it back and thank goodness he didn't rip it, it's your favorite. You walk into the kitchen, puling lint off of it when your mother asks you if the gerbil cradled into your hair and made a nest. You grunt and stomp up the stairs to go fix your hair. Your mad and you don't feel like dressing up anymore. It took all you had not to change into some lousy T-shirt and shorts. So you have one option, casual.