DISCLAIMER: These are not real events, these are indeed story's

This is also my first time publishing so have at it and feel let me know how I'm doing.

Ep2/3 is where things get interesting

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Well let's start with the normal boring introduction. I've always detested hair cuts, the whole sitting in a chair while someone you don't know takes clippers to your head, didn't go down well I guess. This meant I left my reddish-orange hair to grow out a lot, I never properly cared for it so it had formed thick curls that knotted badly keeping my hair from draping down below the neck.

I have a large family, 4 aunts and 4 uncles. I never saw much of most of my uncles or aunts, I was shy so avoided most people in general, however I was somewhat okay with auntie Tanya who was about 8 years older than me. She lived with my nan who paid no attention whatsoever, we went to my nans at least twice a week so us younger ones always had to find a way to ocupuy ourselves.

I had just started highschool. I had finished a usual day of school gone home and then off down the road to my mans house. As usual my mum and nan sat at the table and did some catching up as we had been on holiday for 3 weeks. My aunt had came down and having not seen her in 3 weeks all she had to say was "Hey, blimey you need a haircut". I just ignored the comment and kicked off my shoes in the Hallway before going in.

There is a lot of junk in their house, old picture frames and ornaments. It was always funny seeing pictures of my aunts and uncles when the were younger, one picture was recently changed so I paused and looked it over. It was a picture of my aunt with my cousin in thier ballet outfits from when my aunt was about my age. My aunt seeing this said "That seems like ages ago. You gave me an idea, come on".

With nothing else to do I just followed her Upstairs into her room, I know she can be a bit crazy so I think it's best on to ask questions and just follow. Her room was a mess so the only decent place to sit was on the chair at her desk. "Here sit down" I just sat down. "Your hairs a mess sinse your holiday and it's grown a lot too, Shame my hair can't grow as fast as that" and with no knolage about hair I just nod along and pay no attention to what she's on about.

"Want me to neaten it up for you?". This would actually be helpful as my hair has knotted a lot over the holidays in the pool. My hair looked like a mop. She took out a brush and attempted to brush out the knots but stopped as I yelped in pain due to the knots not moving. "Sorry, just brushing it isn't going to cut it, to the batthrooom!"

I go into the bathroom and she asks me to put my head over the bath. Before I know it she's got the shower down and is soaking my hair. All I could do was close my eyes to stop the water going in my eyes. I could smell strawberrys and then had a cold squirt of something in my hair, before she massaged it all through my hair. This was unusual sensation but I felt so tired and drowsy as she massaged it through my hair. She just washed it off and then sat me up. "There, you can open your eyes now" , I opened my eyes and all I could say was "okay" followed by a yawn. She tried again with the brush and with a lot of tugging my hair brushed out quite nicely. I never realised just how long my hair was, normally it was one big mess but now it was all seperated and hung down to my shoulders.

My aunt let out a squal and said I looked just like my cousin. "Hold still" she grabbed my fringe and pulled it right to the back of my head where she began pulling it around in different directions. She stopped for a second and I thought she was done, I was wrong she just started pulling on more of my hair on the same side. After a few minutes of this my scalp felt like it had been put on fire as my hair has been pulled so tight. She grabbed a hairband and tied it on the back of my head somewhere. I was about to get up and look in the mirror but instead she took my hand and pulled me away downstairs to show my nan.

"Wow", "you look just like your cousin when she was at school". My aunt and nan had a good giggle at that before Tanya said "I think I still have my uniform from when I was at school", thankfully my nan stopped her there "leave your poor nephew alone". And that was the end of all that. she took a picture of the back and side of my head and showed it to me...

I had a French braid which came down on one side of my shoulder. Needless to say it was shocking to see how that mess of hair had become something a lot of the cute girls in my class. We spent the rest of the day listening to pop music in her room while we started tidying a few weeks worth of mess and a mixture of dirty and clean laundry.

It wasn't long before my mum called me down and told me I would have to stay here for the night. I had a brother which I neglected to mention earlier, it just so happens that he's got drunk somewhere and my mum needs to go pick him up.

Before I know it she's gone and my nans serving up dinner. It's not like at home where you sit to the table, you just sit on the sofa with the plate on your lap. It's all good apart from the fact that food slides off the plate and onto your lap. And that is how I came to be covered from head to toe in my dinner.

"What a mess you wally" , take that off and I'll put it in for a wash". I didn't want to upset anyone so just took of my clothes there and then and apologised for being so clumbsy. Luckily Tanya holds me a pink fluffy dressing gown so I don't have to walk around the house half naked. After this I greatfully follow Tanya upstairs to her bedroom where we would be staying. She shut the door before screaming "We can have a slumber party". She text my cousin and a few minutes later she was at the door.

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A little long winded for first ep 1 didn't want to rush it so you can see the characters. More happening in ep 2 soon

Just Like Auntie- Ep2

DISCLAMER: These are not real events, just stories

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It was alright for my cousin Jen and aunt Tanya because you know, they had girls stuff in common. I on the other hand was the odd one out. So we went for a wacky truth or dare. It started out very normal, truths like who likes who and silly dares like try and lick your elbow. It wasn't long before we tired from the boring stuff and the dares go out of hand.

For example "let us do your makeup". And a dares a dare a bit of makeup a not a big deal. And so Tanya opens up a drawer and brings out a big kit filled with different sorts of makeup. She has me sit at her desk again and gets a lot of makeup and brushes out on the desk.

They started covering my face with a thick cold cream that looked was only a tad darker than my skin this was all spread out across my face with a soft brush. Followed by a light cream that was dabbed in a few spots before It was rubbed in. Next came some blush, along with a itchy powder which they put all over my face. Now I'm asked to close my eyes, I feel pressure against my eye lid as they poke at me. "Ok now look here". I'm looking up as they come at my eye with a pencil! I can feel the pencil skimming my eye as it touches the inside of my eyelids, not a pleasant feeling. They take a small brush with some sticky black stuff on it and run it over my eyelashes multiple times. My eyes feel heavy and I can see thick black lines where my barely visible eyelashes once were. They take out some thick red lipstick which they carefully put on my lips and go over it like 5 times. My lips felt like they were tingling and puffing up for whatever reason.

I thought they were all done until they start getting out a few more things behind me. They come round to my face and holding my chin they started yanking out alot of my eyebrow hairs with tweezers. It was so painful I started welling up which made my eye makeup run a little and burn my eyes. They soon stopped and I was silently crying as they took a pencil and coloured in my eyebrows black.

I looked in the mirror and saw what they had done. My eyebrows were now very thin and slightly curved. My face was perfectly clear and looked lightly tanned. My lips were stinging but were huge and a deep.

at this point I realised how bad this dare really was. "How long will this all last?". The reply "well the makeup will all just wash off". Well that was good news as I had school in the morning and needed it all gone by then.

The game of truth or dare ended after all this. Instead they decided it would be better if we were to finish tidying her room. We got on with it and Hung everything up in her wardrobe. She came across something before saying "I know what we can do now, let's dress up". Tanya and my cousin went first, they closed their eyes while being dressed up in shorts and t-shirt which was rather funny. I had to go last so they could 'think of something to do'.

Eyes closed. They had me step forward and then place my feet together. Next they pulled something baggy up and had to push each of my arms back into the tight sleeves. The had me sit on my knees which was not very easy with my eyes closed. The both grabbed a hold of a lose but if material on my back and pulled as hard as they could. My whole stomach felt like it was being crushed as I could no longer breath. They zipped up the back and then buttoned it up which pulled it tighter around the chest. As if this weren't enough.

They then had me sit down on the bed and took off my socks. They started putting on some clean socks, at first they just put them in my feet and bunched it all up at the ankles. But then they each grabbed one of them and pulled it up the my legs, it felt really smooth Going up my legs but the shock sank in when they went up to the knees. They took a weird elastic cord and attached it to the sock and pulled it up to the inside of the baggy top where it pulled against the long socks making it feel like a tense rubbed band about to snap. "We had to change your socks otherwise you would ruin the boots". "wait, hold up". Instead they just grabbed a leg and pulled it up in the air. With all this on I felt as though I couldn't move. I want playing anymore, I opened my eyes.

They had me in a dress this whole time! And those socks were like tights. I kicked my legs around but they just laughed as they grabbed my foot and shoved it into a boot hole, they pushed down and half my leg got swallowed by these black boots that had lace winding all up my leg with a cord to pull it all right. My foot had reached rock bottom and I gave up the useless struggle as it was pulled tight. A pain in the back of my leg sprung as my toes felt like they were pointing straight down. The other boot was on and tight shortly after.

All I could do now was sob. However I don't think I could be herd as the dress was restricting my breaths so much. I was hauled into my feet and I stumbled for balance. Tanya got out a full length mirror.

I had her prom gown on. It had some kind of device with strings around the weigst which pushed skin up to make it look like I had boobs. The dress itself was a golden brown with long slender sleeves that had patches of skin showing on the upper arm and back. The bottom of the dress didn't puff out but hang closely to my body with a slit down one side so one of my legs could be seen. The 'tights' end was clearly on display and the boots had extremely high heels with open heel and toe. The majority of the boot was lace so made it appear as though it were a part of the tights.

With the makeup and hair already done I looked like a stunning girl ready for prom. This is when Tanya realised that I was upset so sat down with me and helped me out of the clothes. She even washed the makeup off. However the bottom of my foot felt as though it had been torn and I could barely walk without being on tiptoes.

U suppose it was all fun and games, and They couldn't really see what I looked like

i layed down and drifted off to sleep after that.

Just Like Auntie- ep3

DISCLAIMER: None of the events are real, just stories.

This is my frav ep so far. Let me know what u think. Still only my 3rd piece of writing tho

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I roll over as I'm being nudged by my cousin. "Hurry up, we overslept".
I hopped out of bed and quickly put my school uniform on. I look in the mirror and quickly take my hair out of whatever she did to it yesterday.

I slip my shoes on and run after my cousin, hop in the car and close the door behind me. "Errrm. You might want to sort that hair out sis". I look up at the car mirror and see my hair is still hanging past my shoulders but is really Curley as it was left like that for such a long time. "I don't know what to do". She hands me a hair scrunchy and tells "just pull it back in a bun or something". I don't touch the scrunchy and just look at her.

How am I supposed to know how to do whatever that is? At least she gets the hint as she turns my head and starts pulling my hair. She reaches into her handbag and pulls out a tough doughnut shaped sponge which she pulls my hair through and loops it around. "What's with the doughnut?, isn't that really girly?". I mean it does make the bun look huge on my head. "First, it's not a doughnut. Second, it's not girly at all, it's for keeping your hair out the way it for when it's a mess"

Well, it's better than curly hair I guess. We head down the road to school and I feel like a bobble head, as we go over bumps the bun tips my head around. I get out the car with my cousin and walk through the school gates. I get a lot of funny looks from the boys in my class but the girls thought it was pretty funny after I explained the whole truth or dare thing. It wasn't until I was asked if I wanted to borrow a eyebrow pencil that I realised my eyebrows were still thin and arched.

Nothing really happened until break. Some boys were throwing paint off the balcony at the girls and one of them got me covered in paint. I had to go to the office to get cleaned up, luckily the school has spare uniforms that you can use while they wash yours.

The woman at the office was nice, she wiped my face down with a cloth but said I would have to take all my uniform off while she washes it. "Do you like trousers?". I replied "not really u prefer shorts at this time of year". She agreed with me and told me to get changed behind the staff lockers in the office. I stripped off all my clothes and put them on top a locker. She took the down and put a pile of complete uniform on top the locker. "I'm afraid I have a meeting, get changed and I'll give you your clothes at the end of the day". Sure I say.

I take the clothes off the top of the locker and lay them out a bench. I pick up the top and quickly put it on, it feels a bit tight but what can you expect for the schools uniform. I put on the jumper and then realise that the pattern is not the usual one, but the same as the girls.

The boys have a normal Jumper and blazer whereas the girls have to wear a jumper that has pink stitching and lining rather than the blue. With My attendance already extremely low I cannot afford to skip lesson. If I do I will be off the art course which I need.

i pick up the other items and see that she has left me a black and pink pleated skirt with a bow, a pair of black tights, a necktie and some open foot shoes. I have no other choice, I cannot miss another lesson or else...

I slide the neck tie around the laced shirt collar and loop it around and tie it. It is really constrictave and is chocking me a little as it digs into my neck. next I slide the skirt up my legs and try to pull it up around my hips but it seems to small. I look at the skirt and find a zip running down the back which I undo before trying again. This time it goes on and I zip it up before repositioning it and tucking in my shirt and jumper. The tights were just black but I struggled to pull them up my legs as they clung to my feet, although once they were on they felt ok. I decided to use the belt as it felt a little lose around the top so I put te belt on. The belt was meant for someone much younger than me but it fit around my waist and with a little pulling it was on. The skirt flared out even more as it was pulled in at the top and my waist was so wide. I slipped the shoes on and found a pink ribbon under them. I just tied that around my wrist.

I was going to have to leave before I was late, u stepped out from behind the lockers and went to get my bag. It's not here! The office lady left a note though, 'I took you bag to be cleaned as well, use this for now'. I looked up at what she left and found a handbag that goes over one shoulder. She had moved all my books and pens into the bag so at least that was all there.

I took the bag and hung it over my shoulder. I left the office and went upstairs to go to the art room. Luckily nobody took notice of me, other than one or two staring boys. On the way up stairs I suddenly felt paranoid, as though everyone below me was looking up my skirt, which they weren't. I tried my best to keep my legs together which only made me look really feminine. I walk into the classroom and go up to my teacher.
"Look, the office lady messed up my uniform, She's in a meeting so I can't do anything about it. Please make sure nobody knows this". My teacher just nods and tells me to take a seat with the other girls. I'm normally the only boy in the class as none of the boys in this school could get into art.

Lesson begins as normal with a register, the teacher didn't call my name and just marked me in. Today's class is supposed to be a collab between the art department and the hair and beauty department. A few girls from art class are selected to be a model for the hair and beauty students. Luckily I don't have to none of that, the Benifit of being the only guy in art. Not that many girls have ever done it anyway.

Our teacher leaves and the hair and beauty students come in and start asking all the girls to write their name on a piece of paper and put it into a box. I thought it was all done until one of them asks me for mine. I look for my teacher but she already left, I write down Haley and give it to the girl to avoid any attention.

They are only picking 3 names, the odds are in my favour. "1st name, haley". I'm doomed, unless my teacher realises I'm gone and comes to collect me I'm done for.

The other two girls come follow me as I go to the girl picking the names. From the other class She takes my hand "we haven't got all day" and embarrassingly holds my hand as she pulls me along the corridor to the other room. She finally lets go but the rooms been done up to look like a makeshift salon with 3 chairs in the middle of it. They hand us each a form that asks about allergys. I've got no allergy a so just leave it blank and sign 'Haley'.

They begin by draping a pink cape around our necks. Next they take my hair out of the bun and brush it out. "You have lovely hair". Errm what do I say "Thanks" I guess. She then leans my head into a sink with a special tap on it and begins rinsing my hair through. While she leaves it to rise she begins spreading a mud mask on my face which means I can't move my head much. While I'm stuck facing upwards she moves my hands in a small metal table Infront of me. I can feel sharp pains and tugs as she scrapes out the underside of my nail she pushes back the top 'cuticle' if the nail as she called it which hurt quite a bit. She goes on to file my nails so they are round and no longer chewed.
She asks "you need to stop biting your nails, want some acrilics?". I have no clue what they are, I mumble "sure whatever" having given up any hope of my teacher getting me out of this.

I can feel her pushing against my nail like she's trying to flatten my fingers. She repeats this on all of them and then leaves my hand in this warm machine thing so I can't move then. She asks "how about some wax", thinking she's on about wax for nails or something I just say, "sure".

I almost crapped myself when she started taking off my shoes and tights. She said "just relax" as she later warm strips all over my legs and left them". I felts a lot of painful pulling on my toenails and then a wet brush that gave off a horrid smell. it must be nail polish, she did the same thing on my hand and feet several times before adding a 'protective gloss layer'.

She left everything else and returned to my hair which she massaged and washed several times with different shampoos. She started to wind my hair overly tight round some hair curlers. It felt like she was ripping my scalp off. This was taking an awfully long time. She washed off the mud mask but kept me laid back.

She started applying creams to my face and then started with a lot of makeup. She had got these wierd curves that had funny bits coming off one side. They asked me to close my eyes while coming at them. They pushed against my eyelid for about a minute which was uncomfortable. When I opened my eyes I had huge lashes. Then they added mascara over all that. She came at my eye with these scissor looking things, only they had flat bars on each end that interlocked. She pressed it Over my lashes and then clamped it shut for a while on each. My lashes now curved right out and I couldn't see anything through my lashes because they were too thick. She returned to my legs and grabed something stuck to my leg. She then yanked it and I yelped as it pulled all the hairs off the area. She repeated this so many times.

She took my hair out the torture devices and took my hands out of the warm machine. I sit up and look down at my feet. My nails were filed neatly and were painted a pale pink. I reach down to pull up my tights and find that my nails were somehow 5x longer than before. They were perfectly rounded in the top but were slightly pointed on the tip. They were the same colour. It will be fine aunt should have nail polish remover.

I struggle to pull up the tights as I feel like my nails are being pulled every time when u get up the girl sprays me with stong perfume and moves behind me and asks "want a piercing?". I've always wanted a cool stud but my mum would never let me do it, why not. "Yes please". She puts a dot on each ear and then clips a device to each of my ears and presses down. After the sharp pain she removed them. Girl "I can do some other stuff, our little secret". Of course I say "sure". She lifts up my top and places a device against by belly she snaps and locks it closed for a few seconds before releasing it and quickly covering it up. She grabs my face and inserts thing rod up my nose. She pushes a needle into my nose as I stare in disbelief. She takes the needle out and puts a tiny gem into your nose. It hurts like hell as the back gets snapped into place which causes the stud to pull into my nose unnaturally. "All done"

I get up and look in the mirror. I have two giant hoops hanging from my ears. In my nose there is an embedded gem. I lift up my top. What the ****. There was a dainty chain with Gemed bells attached to it. She never said it would be this.i should've listened more rather than zoning out.

I took my bag and turned in the spot which felt weird as the hoops swing back and forth tapping my neck and shoulders. The belly piercing hurt as it catches against the buttons of my shirt. I now looked like most of the girls in my year that are constantly being told off for inappropriate piercings.

All I can do is go to the office

Just Like Auntie- ep4

DISCLAIMER: these events are not real, just stories

Looking back ep 1 will need a lot of editing.

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I got to the office and tried opening the door. It was locked. I go to look through the office glass but instead find a note saying she had to go home because she was ill and to keep the uniform she gave me. Just my luck.
I was being picked up by my aunt and going back to her house again. So that saved me explaining everything to mum.

Pushing my hair back over my shoulders I turn and walk out of the rear doors of the school. I find my aunt standing outside the gate looking for me amongst the crowed. I prodded her and got a "can I help you young lady". I was mad at this, none of this was my fault "your not funny". She turned and glared at me having not known it was actually me!

"How did all this happen?!"
- "someone dropped paint all over me"
"Yes but I mean the girls uniform"
- "the office lady thought I was a girl"

for someone who wanted to know how this all happened she really was enjoying herself. "You look just like me when I was at school". I just followed her back to the car and got in after her. I grabbed the seatbelt and pulled it around me before using my hand to 'click it in'. We were silent all the way back and when we got in I followed her upstairs. I said "I can't get undressed with these nails". This was given a "ok, I'll give you a hand".

I was able to take off my shoes and tights easily. The skirt and blouse not so easily. "It helps to use your nails to push the buttons through and use your nails to pull the zipper". I take the advice and with a few attempts I am able to get my long nails on the skirt zip which comes undone and drops to my ankles. The blouse was soon off and i turned to my aunt who laughed at my belly piercing. "We will have to change these". I just nod. She pulls the belly piercing out, but then puts a stud in! "Just leave it out". Auntie just said "you have to have something in there to stop the hole from closing". She takes the loops off each of my ears and puts in some studs that had a pink gem in the middle. "Much better". I look around for my clothes from the day before but find them amongst the piles that were already there. "Eeeww, you can't wear those, come here". Before I knew it I had a pile of clothes shoved in my arms and was sent into the bathroom. I unfolded the pile to find she had given me a dress! "I can't put this on". He helpful reply "ok I'll help you". She just barged into the bathroom and pulled it over my head and grabbed each arm through arm holes. She went around and zipped it up. Next she went over it buttoning it up. She reached over my head and pulled a tight band around my neck and clasped it at the back. She had put a choker on me! I looked down to see that the dress hung just above the knees. The dress itself was white and the whole chest and sleeves were lace, the skirt of the dress however was not lace but a smooth silk which Made me gasp as it touched against the top of my legs. She held out a jacket to go over the top but it had no buttons and felt as though it was too small as it didn't fully cover my arms and couldn't close to hide the dress. She left after this and I tried worming my way out of it. I could feel my nails scraping over the fabric as I made an attempt to undo the buttons.

I guess it not that bad. I've spent all day at school in a skirt. My auntie comes back into the room wearing another outfit exactly the same as mine. "Look at us girls with matching outfits hehehe". Needless to say, I was not impressed. She did appoligise and told me she had no other clean clothes for me to wear. She went behind me and cuddled me around my waist. She let ago and then pulled a long pink ribbon around my waist and tied it in a small bow at the front. "I promise I'll take you out for dinner at some point to make up for this". I guess something good did come from this.

I sat down and started watching this TV programme with aunt Tanya as she talked about how the boys were so fit and ran her fingers through my hair and scalp which felt really nice. She slowly turned down the TV volume and I had ended up falling asleep with my head laying on her lap.

I woke up when Tanya had moved too much. I looked up and she was holding her phone out taking pictures of us! I turned bright red and Got really embarrassed about this. "Have a nice sleep?". To be honest I had never slept so well, my skin felt so soft as put my hands on my knees and got up. I paused and ran my hand down my leg. it was so exillerating. "Anyway nans out and I can't be bothered to cook, how about that dinner I promised you". Dinner sounded good "sure, sounds great".

She handed me a pair of her underwear. "You need to change, I can't take you out smelling like that". I protest but instead she nudges me into the bathroom and shuts the door. I don't really have much choice. I pull my underwear off and look at what she handed me. It was white and covered in filly lace, like the dress.
I pulled them up my legs and I shivered as they went up. I pulled them up but rather then sitting around my leg my leg felt exposed. The underwear was really thin so as I went to walk it rode up my but and only just covered my crotch. It wasn't so bad. I stepped out and sat on her bed. She pulled out what she called 'stockings' and pulled them up my leg. For some reason they were mostly transparent which felt uncomfortable. Next came my shoes. She took out some white high heeled ankle boots, they were also white. The boot went on with no issue she just tightened the bar straps around my ankle and foot. The heel was about 2/3 inches but had a wide heel so I could balance. I tried walking normally but this didn't work. Instead my hips swung making my but wiggle which painfully made the underwear pull into my but. "Take small steps, put one foot in front the other". I gave it a go and didn't fall over. It stopped the underwear riding up but as I walked I was shaking my but to and fro like a model on a catwalk.

She put on the same shoes and grabbed her handbag before we left. It was only when she had closed the door that I realised I remembered I was wearing a dress. What if people find out. I felt out of place but the dress and everything else was actually very comfortable. aunt Tanya realised I was panicking so took my hand and began strutting down the road with her heels clicking on the floor. I was pulled along but had to try to take longer strides to keep her pace which made it feel as though I was turning to the sides as i walked. We got to the restaurant and stayed quiet and clung behind Tanya who was much taller than me. We walked in and got served right away. We got a lot of parents staring at us and I thought they found out before one of them said "you two girls look so adorable, I have a friend that is looking for some family models, mind if I have your number". My aunt just handed over the number and we are our meal in peace. I was grateful when I herd my mum would be picking me up soon.

Just like Auntie- ep5

DISCLAIMER: These events are not real, they are just stories

I know a few of you were looking forward to this episode. I hope you enjoy reading.

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we had only just got in and there was a knock at the door. I followed aunt Tanya as she opened the door. I was gobsmacked, within the 2 minutes that we had been my mum was at the door. I had no time to change or hide. I was in plain sight when she opened the door. "Hi Tanya, where's my little rascal at?". I just stepped forward and all I could manage was a quiet "hey, mum".

She dropped her bag and rushed over before she stopped in front of me. She knelt down and took a hold of my shoulders as she turned me around. "what have you done to yourself, you even got piercings for crying out loud". Luckily Tanya saved me from answering my mum and took her into the sitting room to explain everything.
Not wanting me to get shouted at by my mum Tanya says "Haley. Go get your uniform and bag ready to leave"
I Just walked out of the room and up stairs where I folded my uniform up and put it over the top of my handbag. I go down stairs where my mum and aunt had just finished talking.

She takes my clothes off my aunt and takes my by the wrist out to the car. I got in the back and my mum started the car up. "This is awful, I'll have to make a compliant to the school about all this". Knowing that this would get the kind office lady in trouble I couldn't let this happen. "It's not her fault, don't worry about it". My mums seems okay with this so just frowns at me and says "fine, but I will call the school to find out where your uniform is".

We pull up and head inside my mum picks up the phone straight away and calls the school. I stand there and try to listen in on the conversation. Apparently the woman had lost my uniform and as I was given a brand new one to borrow the school saw no issue in me wearing the one they gave me. my mum was going to order another uniform but had no money in the bank so it would have to wait until she got paid.

So I will have to go in the girls uniform for a whole week. Honestly with being in a skirt for two days It felt relatively normal.