Mya's POV:
After my moon blood passed a week later, which, by the way, was a dreadful thing to have, girls made fun of me when they saw me in a red toga. They teased me. Wait until they get it. I mainly stayed with the other slave girls who wore red togas. I did feel bad for them. They weren't given a tonic for the pain. Some of the girls were in tears. They were grateful to me. I let them sip from my bottles if they wouldn't tell. They were only allowed the tonic to mask the scent and stop them from going into heat.
I was sitting in my home economics class when Mother Vanity announced that we would be doing a project. "Girls, I decided to do something fun for the end-of-the-year project. It will count as your final grade, so pay attention. You have to create something for the Moon God
