
I remember it like it was yesterday: Sitting in a stuffy auditorium in the summertime at the new student orientation. The Vice Principal said because Booker T. was an art school, students have more freedom to express themselves with their clothes than others, and we shouldn't be alarmed if our fellow students have green hair or facial piercings.
I remember running my hands through my Manic Panic Shocking Blue highlights and thinking that I'd finally found a place where I could be myself.
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