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Revision as of 08:07, 22 September 2019
As you walked to the school building you took a moment to admire all the students as they ran to their classes. The school was a very traditional one, so all the students wore the same uniform: white and blue platted skirts and blouses for the girls, and blue pants with white shirts for the boys. It was a uniform designed to hide as much as possible of their bodies, and yet you found it strangely enticing.
Being the only school in town, St. Andre Truitt nurtures children from the early age of 5 to the few that stay to finish middle school at 15 or 16, so all around you, are children of all ages playing and hurrying up to their classrooms.
You smiled to a few students that crossed your path, and they returned the greeting in polite but distant terms, they either didn’t know you yet, or they already knew you were the head of the Disciplinary Office and didn’t want to get on your bad side.
As the bell signaled the start of the day, you entered the building and set a path to your office.