Kyle rushed down the lane to the foreboding looking school where she would be spending so much time for a while. Her black hair flew out behind her in a defiant flag, despite the many attempts to pin it down.

"Darn it!" Kyle exclaimed as the heel of her boot broke. "Stupid shoes, shoulda worn flats!"
Kyle sat in the middle of the sidewalk and snatched both boots off, no easy job consiering they were thigh length and way too tight. She stood on her bare feet and breathed a sigh.
"Least I can run now."

She took off at full speed, human speed anyway, and felt the cold night wind fly through her hair and lift her black chiffon skirt to nearly obscene lengths. She pushed the skirt down as she ran cursing the formal outfit under her breath.
"Should have worn jeans and a shirt.But no, I gotta make an impression."
Kyle reached the door to the main building, saw a sign posted there, something about a formal occasion. Well at least he dressed the part. She flung open th door dramatically and stood there with her ridiculous boots in her hand, her hir windswept and her skirt blown into disarray.

"Hello?" called Kyle to the empty room.