Lulu sat in a chair, licking a Lollypop. She was wearing a pink dress, and a pink bow in her hair. She was uncomfortable, but she ignored it. There were two girls on either see of her, doing the same things. They were staring at the blackboard, their eyes expressions unreadable. Lulu thought their names were Luna, and Lilly, but she wasn't completely sure. Behind her, there were three boys. They were wearing blue t-shirts and white pants. Lulu stifled a sigh. They were not allowed. That was all the boys and girls had in their wardrobes. It wasn't a school uniform or anything, but on the island of Warble, if you were a girl, you hung out with girls, and one boy, your "boyfriend from birth" Lulu's was a boy named Tom, and she knew that she had to hang out with Lilly, and Luna, but she didn't enjoy it. She wished she didn't have to. The teacher rushed in and emidetetly started the lesson. No "Hello class, sorry I'm late!" Or "lets get started!" Just "This is the periodic table, write it down in your notebooks." She wasn't allowed to. She was wearing a purple dress, what adult woman wear. Men wore a green shirt with a dark blue tie. Lulu listened to the lesson blandly. This was too easy for her. But, everyone had to be the same, so there was no advanced class. Lulu waited until class was over, her eyes bored. When class ended, Lulu was about to leave class. She grabbed all of her stuff. "Lulu, I would like to speak with you." Her teacher said when Lulu was almost out the door.
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