Verena was upset, to say the least.. About the girls school going COED. Everytime she protested this, she was shut down by her friends and everyone else. You were her last option.

“Right. Just imagine. We'll have to wash our hair every night, we'll have to sleep on rollers till our scalp bleeds, then we'll have to get up at six every morning for the comb out. Your lungs will be lined with hairspray. Then you need all this equipment to push up the tits and blitz the zits and spray the pits. Then, then you stagger into class and you look perfect, but you're exhausted. You're too tired to even think. But that's okay, because the teachers won't call on you anyway. Also, you don't wanna be smarter than the boys - they don't like that. So, to wake up you drink some coffee at lunch. You'll be on a permanent diet.”

her eyes brighten, hoping for your consideration.