Nat sighed in dismay as she looked at her notes. She tried to just sneak out, but in came Emily to get her into some fancy silk dress with dark eyeshadow and pale pink lipstick. Everyone was gawking at her, judging her... she just knew it.
'Well, at least I got some coffee out of this.' Nat thought as she took a big slurp... right before spitting it back into the cup.
"Bleck, that's not coffee." the tomboy winced.
"No, it's Chai Tea. And also, a lady doesn't slurp." Emily replied.
"Whatever." Nat grumbleed as she slouched over her notes.
"A lady doesn't slouch, either." Emily added.
'A lady's gonna do whatever the fuck she wants.' Nat thought as focused on her notes.
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Nat was tired of these girls already.
" A lady doesn't doodle, a lady eats quietly, a lady doesn't doodle, a lady doesn't punch people... NOT A SINGLE FUCKING ONE OF THOSE POMPOUS BITCHES IS MY MOM OR ANYBODY WHO'S GOT THE RIGHT TO TELL ME WHAT TO DO!" the tomboy raged.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door.
"GO AWAY!" Nat yelled as the door opened. She ran up and slammed the door as hard as she could.
"OWWWWWW! OWIE, OWIE, OWIE!" squealed a voice that was definitely not a fashion club girl.
Nat opened the door to see one of the cheerleaders from yesterday holding her foot and hopping around; there was a deep bruise on her ankle.
"What was that for?! I was just coming for some fashion advice!" the cheerleader whined.
"Want some advice? I'll give you some advice: I'm not one of those stuck up, snooty, fancy pants brats and I will never be one of them! In fact, I'm pretty damn sure you can't force someone into your club against their will! I will NOT stand for it!" Nat yelled.
"Oh is that so?" Theresa asked from behind.
"Fuck." Nat plainly said.
"A lady doesn't swear." Emily replied.
"I DON'T CARE!" Nat yelled.
No sooner had she said that was she in a car with two musclebound girls.
"I really didn't want it come to this." Theresa said, "I thought you could be taught some manners without outside assistance, but it seems we have no choice..."
The buff girls cracked their knuckles.
"Where are we?" Nat asked as the car stopped.
"Take a look..." Theresa said.
Nat took a breath and looked outside.
"No...."
"Yes." Theresa replied.
"No, no, no! Not that! Anything but that! Anything but that! NOOOOOOOOOOO!" Nat cried while the goons drug her off to the nearby building...