Meanwhile upstairs in her bedroom Zoe was fuming. She had spent almost half an hour arguing with her mother about the suit in her wardrobe, and yet he didn't think anything was wrong. In fact her mom had almost grounded her for arguing about it. Zoe relented and trudged back upstairs. She figured she could always wear a different dress. How wrong she was.
When Zoe reached her bedroom and opened her wardrobe to find another dress she got a shock. All of her dresses had been replaced with suits. "This is impossible" Zoe thought to herself in disbelief. Zoe decided that it was probably best to go with the flow and put one on. Besides, mom didn't find anything strange about it so maybe no one else would.
Zoe took the black suit that she had originally chosen and hung it on the door. She then took a shower and got dressed in her bra and panties. Zoe then put on the suit and looked at herself in the mirror. Zoe gasped. She actually looked quite handsome which seemed to please her more than it should.
As Zoe checked herself out she seemed to think something was wrong and then she noticed it. Her hair was out of place. It was messy and fell down past her shoulders. Zoe started to style her hair and when she was finished it was done up into a professional updo. Zoe thought afterwards that she looked really smart almost like a professional.
Soon it was time for her to leave for the party. Zoe left her room and went downstairs not realising that she hadn't put on any make up.
