Zoe was having a great morning. She had gotten up early, had a long hot shower, and had had plenty of time to get ready for the day. She hated to rush, so the luxury of extra time made her feel great. Besides, it wasn't as if she would waste the time; getting ready was serious business!
She stood before her closet, rolling her eyes over the amount of black, deep purple, and dark dramatic gothic outfits. What had she been thinking? She ran a hand over some velvet fabric. Sure, it felt nice, but it covered so much! All she could think about was that it was heavy, dark, depressing.
She'd gone through an attitude adjustment over the past few days. It had been obvious to her, just as it had been to everybody else. The difference was, however, that she embraced it. She remembered a conversation she'd had a couple days earlier with her friend Athena. It was kind of Athena to be worried about her, but she obviously couldn't see that Zoe was happier now. Zoe was glad that Athena had come around again later in the week to talk about things other than gothic stuff, even if she did seem a little obsessed with Zoe's brother Jon.
Pulling out a short plaid pleated skirt, Zoe smiled. This was just what she wanted. Lots of skin to tan, nice and light, and pink! She matched it up with a cute pink tank top that she'd picked up the day before at the mall. Her long black hair stood in stark contrast to the clothes, but she hadn't had time to do anything about that. Her skin was still too pale, there were so many make-up tips on the internet to try out, and she'd started up an exercise routine that she loved; if she were to make the cheerleading team the following year, she'd have to get into shape!
Taking a sniff of the daisies she had on her make-up table, Zoe threw her clothes onto her bed as she dropped the fluffy towel that was wrapped about her lithe body and walked naked across the room. Opening a drawer, she pulled out a lacy black set of panties and a bra. Realizing that the spaghetti straps on the shirt would not allow for a bra strap, she replaced the bra and decided that the tank top was enough. So what if her nipples showed a bit, she'd seen cheerleaders dress like that a million times, and it hadn't hurt them one bit.
After dressing, she went through her new make-up routine. No longer did she enjoy hiding her skin beneath layers of pale foundation. From now on it was skin tones all the way. Well, skin tones besides her pink lipstick (glossy all the way!) and blue eye shadow. She looked so totally hot! Blowing herself a kiss in the mirror, Zoe contemplated her transformation. She didn't feel sulky, isolated, or alone anymore. Not that her social standing had changed at all, but she knew that would come in time. A strong, sexy woman as her couldn't stay the bottom of the heap forever.
Grabbing a pair of wedge heels, Zoe walked out of the room, enjoying the cool air conditioned air on her exposed legs. She just couldn't wait for school!
