You saw the new student come in... well, you saw her fiery red hair first. Here was a rather short and stout young lady fair of face and green of eye. Her cheeks and nose were absolutely covered in freckles, and her large ears were just ever so slightly pointy. She was pear shaped and seemed to be rather proud of her hips from how she stood. Lastly, she was dressed in a green version of the girl’s sailor uniform.
Your homeroom teacher, Mr Akira, strode in after her, showing no indication that he noticed her short stature. “Class,” he addressed, “I would like you to meet our new transfer student Bonnibelle Blythe. She’s here all the way from the beautiful country of Ireland.”
So she’s from the Emerald Isle, eh? With how short she is would that make her a leprechaun?
Is that racist? You hope that isn’t racist.
“Toppa ta mornin’ to ya,” Bonnibelle smiled to everyone, “Ye kin jus go on and call me Bonnie, no need to be all formal about this!” She certainly had the brogue of an Irishman, that was for sure. She also had a bit of a playful lilt to her tone. “I’m looking forward to spending a lot of time with all of ya! Aright, now where’ll I be settin’ down then Mr Akira?”
“You’re assigned to sit next to Mr John Doe in the back, Miss Blythe,” he explained. With a thank you the new girl skipped to her desk, her ample buttocks jiggling with every jump. She sat to the left of you and crossed her legs over her lap.
This day was shaping up to be a magical one to be sure.