Melisa prepared for class.
Thighhighs? Check. Skirt? Check. Everything else? Hopefully, check.
She looked at herself in the mirror, in the bathroom. A smile naturally tugged at her lips as she admired her own visage.
[Damn, I'm hot.]
She couldn't remember ever having said such a thing in her past life. No, if she'd even pondered allowing those words to slip from her lips as Alice, the world itself may have pulled her lips closed and whispered "no".
Now, though, Melisa knew most people drooled at the sight of her. And, she loved it.
[... But,] she quickly added, [feels like I'm being put to the test now.]
A test that came in the form of a petite girl with storm-grey eyes and cape-like white hair.
[Just you wait, Your Highness. I'll have you wrapped around my strap-on in no time.]
As she exited the bathroom, she found Isabella about to head out. They locked eyes and the cute kitsune smiled.
[AGH, MY HEART!]
