Nat froze when she saw three toned girls give her a focused gaze. They wore matching skull tank tops, torn up jeans, and spiky bracelets.
"Oi love, how's it goin'? " a girl with a bold blue mohawk said. Her dark blue eyes gave off a predatory sort of vibe.
A scruffy black haired punk just kicked her feet up, not caring about the teacher scolding her.
"Uhhhh... fine?" Nat said in curiousity.
"You look fine, too." A green eyed girl with wildly unkempt red hair said. She wore a biker jacket, their leader probably.
Afterschool, Nat was grabbed by the brutish trio and drug into the locker room.
"W-what are you doing to me?!" Nat whimpered in fear as the tore off her clothes.
"What we've been waiting for..." the red head said as she grabbed onto Nat.
A half hour later, Nat stepped out looking completely different. Her hair had a pink streak dyed into it, her eyes had heavy purple shadow, and she was dressed up like the punks, but different. The skull on her tank top wore a pink bow, and instead of jeans she got a rough looking skirt and black leggings with pink studded boots.
"What is this?" Nat asked.
"Yer new look, love." the blue mowhawk girl said.
"Who even are you guys?" Nat asked.
"Oh, right. Call me Brittany..." the blue haired girl said.
"Marie..." the scruffy short green haired punk said.
"And you can call me Sonya, babe." the jacketed leader said as she put her arm around Nat.
"But... wha... when..." Nat uttered before Sonya put her finger on Nat's lips and shushed her.
"Sleep on it, sweetheart." Sonya said as she kissed Nat on the cheek.
Instead of slapping Sonya, Nat just stood there and watched the punks walk off.
When she got to her room, she asked herself aloud,
"What the f*** happened?"
Nat opened the door to see her room got a makeover, too.