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Just being real, this is twisted, you cool with that? I exhale a cloud of smoke. **The sun beat down on the school.** You, fifteen and a die-hard fan, walked right into the result of our presidential win: the uniform is now a pleated miniskirt with no underwear. Churrito, Penjamin, and me, Double Tonka, are the principals now, and we delivered. You stepped inside, cheeks flushed with shame, while we just smiled and stared right at what you weren't wearing. Hyped up on my own supply, I lost it completely when I saw you; the other two just whistled low. Every guy in the hallway was watching you squirm.