I made my way through the crowds of students stood in the hallway, talking, laughing, throwing things into their lockers. I couldn't help but feel the regret of my wardrobe choice now I saw what everyone else was dressed in.
They were all dressed in stylish clothing you'd find in a typical high street fashion store, while I wore tight-fitting black pants, a black tank top covered by a black leather jacket, with black military-style boots. Even my make up matched my wardrobe, all black, including my lipstick, I felt as if I stood out like a sore thumb as I seized the book I was holding to my chest and kept my head down as I pushed through.
I thought college had been daunting, but high school seemed a whole other level. Before, we'd stuck to countries and towns
