[Authors note: Due to how widely liked "Diary of a Hairy Girl" was, I decided to make a new series based around that similar idea. Emily and Nora are in this new series. As always, please enjoy my work and make sure to email me if you have any requests or ideas]
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When Katie o'Hara first saw Emily, she thought she was looking at perfection made real. With her medium length dark brown hair, a slender oval face, and a curvaceous figure that screamed sex appeal.
That was how Katie learned her name, too. Everyone at her new school talked openly and even praised Emily. Even the teachers.
You see, Katie was a transfer student whose family lived in another state before moving to where she is attending school now.
Both her parents worked at the same place. Her mom was a nurse, and her dad was a doctor. So they were pretty well off. Katie had the newest trends in clothing, had the latest in cellphones, and even was a Vtuber video game streamer on YouTube. So in addition, she had a steady income for herself too.
She liked how her Vtuber persona looked compared to what she really looked like. Her Vtuber character had long red hair tied in pigtails on each side of her head, big green eyes, and a small full mouth. Her real self had short wavy red hair, green-brownish eyes, and thin lips.
Her real self would be considered wallflower material. Pretty to look at and nothing else. Sure, she had a few guys (and two girls) approach her saying how cute she was. Which embarrassed her to no end.
How could she be considered cute? Didn't they see her for what she was? That was when she saw Emily walking by with another girl who was as pretty as her.
For a brief second, Emily locked eyes with Katie and gave her a pleasant little smile. The girl following her did the same thing.
Feeling brave... or perhaps foolish, Katie decided to follow behind them. When she noticed that they had entered the girl's bathroom, Katie approached the door and was immediately yanked inside. The door slammed behind her. The girl who was with Emily, was standing behind Katie and was holding her wrists behind Katie's back. as Emily looked at her curiously. A friendly smile on her face.
"And who might you be?" asked Emily.
"I'm... I'm Katie," Katie said, "Katie o'Hara."
The girl who was holding Katie loosened her grip on Katie's arms a bit.
"Oh, so you must be the new transfer student," Emily said with a little smile.
"T-That's me," Katie said.
She glances back at the girl holding her arms. Upon looking at her closer, Katie noticed that she was kinda cute. But also plain looking like herself. Katie also noticed that she had a collar around her neck and a tattoo on her collarbone.
"Well, it's only fair that we introduce ourselves too," Emily said, "I'm Emily Santing."
She then points to the girl behind Katie.
"And this is Nora Whiteson," Emily continued, "Say hi to Katie Nora."
"Hi," Nora said meekly.
Emily tsked and wagged her finger at Nora. Causing her to flinch and loosen her grip on Katie's wrists. Allowing Katie to slip away from her.
"Now Nora, is that anyway how you say hi?" Emily said.
"No... Emily," Nora stated.
"Then try again, please," Emily stated.
Nora looked at Katie, massaging her wrists.
"Oh... I'm sorry," Nora said apologetically, "I didn't mean to hurt your wrists. Are you okay?"
"Needn't bother," Katie said, "you got a grip on you."
That statement caused Emily to look at Katie in scorn.
"Excuse me, who the hell do you think you are talking to my girlfriend like that?" Emily said.
Katie raised her hands in protest.
"Oh, she's yours?" Katie said, "I didn't know."
"Damn straight, she's mine." Emily said, "I fucking own her and I don't appreciate you flirting with her."
"I'm sorry... what?" Katie asked, blinking suddenly.
She glanced at the bathroom door in front of her.
"Oh, did you not hear me?" Emily asked, tilting her head to the side, "I said that I own her and I don't appreciate you talking to my property."
Emily then walked behind Nora and lifts Nora's head up. Showing Katie that Nora was wearing a collar with the initials E.S. engraved into the front.
"You see," Emily stated, "Nora here wanted to be like me. She was an outcast in our school and looked so... pathetic that I couldn't help but feel sorry for the poor thing."