BRITTANY'S POV
Penny helped me get into my uniform as soon as I was done with my bath. I swallowed painfully as I stared at my reflection in the mirror for what felt like forever.
I couldn't recognize the person in the mirror. It wasn't me…heck, as crazy as Margie was, I couldn't even imagine her dressing this slutty.
“Oh God.” I exclaimed in dismay, unable to help it. Penny stood behind me, an apologetic look on her face.
“Well, it's better than yesterday's outfit, at least.” She said.
I grumbled and gave her a look.
“Is that supposed to make me feel better?” I asked her. She shook her head and muttered a quick sorry as she led me out of the bathroom.
“We're running out of time. And you still need to do your makeup.” She said.
I scoffed. “I have to wear makeup too? Where does this
