The First Try
I have just returned from enjoying a vast lunch at my boarding school cafeteria. As I dawdle into the fluorescent lit bathroom of my dorm, I see my roommate standing before the large rectangular mirror. I stop to watch as she tends to herself over one of the four, white, ceramic sinks. Her dark, silky, shoulder-length hair is pulled back into a messy ponytail. I scan her figure swiftly which sports a black, full-body, leotard. She’s tall and…
