Monsters University Clothes Novels & Stories

I call after him. After showering and changing into fresh clothes I find the package that Mr Collins mentioned. In it is a laptop, some stationary and a phone. The moment I power on the phone it buzzes with multiple notifications. The first email I open is my class timetable, my first class is at 9 AM and is called ‘Understanding the human world’… seriously? Why am I in that class? I could probably teach it better than the tutor. I roll my eyes and check the rest of my day. I have fitness, history, manifestation and lastly, I have wolf behaviours. The next email I open is about uniform, which consists of a white shirt, a black pleated skirt or trousers, a black V-neck jumper with the academy

He moved to the closet flinging it open carefully like evil doll chucky will jump out from it. He stared in awe at the well arranged closes with tags. He red the first line casual, then the second uniforms and the third werewolf. The first role with the casual clothes has the right clothes just in his size but some of the outfit wasn't his type, he was the button down and sweat vest type not hoodies and jackets. The second role had a pair of a purple sweat vest with a badge, a white button down, short sleeved and long sleeved and an ash colored pant.

I take a shower and fix myself because this is the first day of our rehearsal for the University’s Band clash. This is the battle of every University every month and I’m sure this is the reason why Tagan used me he wanted to win this battle. I will not allow it now. I’ll make sure they will lose this contest and my band will win. I wear a simple black ripped jeans and white shirt and put some oversize jacket, I also paired it with a black highcut convers shoes. This is my randomly rehearsal outfit since our first year. I went out of the house and went straight to the university where we would rehearsal.

I look like Death had a gym membership and questionable taste in nightlife. “Grimm!” Sean shouts — the same skeleton, tall and lean and smugly blond, like the universe copy-pasted my outfit and tweaked the settings. His cloak is Monster green. Mine is black. Apparently, even the afterlife has branding. On his arm — a girl dressed as a green alien. His plus-one. I didn’t bring one cause mine was already invited. Which feels ironic, considering how alone I suddenly am. “Mark’s about to start announcements,” Sean continues.

A corner desk had new parchment along with magic quills, and shelves were lined high with ancient, blank tomes to be inscribed. My closet creaked as it swung open, showing the uniforms in my size: the silver-buttoned, black-coated uniforms, blouses, and cloaks in plain black trim. When I touched one of the cloaks, the lining of it came to life in red and gold threads, and the picture of the broken crown was for one moment before it disappeared.

The buildings were sleek yet elegant and blended classic castle architecture with the latest modern technology. The students walking around weren’t any less impressive. They were beautiful as every single one of them looked like they had walked out of a high-fashion magazine. Their uniforms were perfectly fitted with a deep purple shirt paired with a lilac pleated skirt for girls and sharp black pants for the boys. The accessories they wore, rings, necklaces, even their bags, screamed money. I suddenly felt small and Insignificant, Poor and useless as if I didn't belong here. Mom nudged me. “You’ll start here tomorrow.”

The room was colored in pastel colors, there were even stars on the ceiling, it was made for a little, I ran toward the window wanting to see the view, even as a submissive I still love the height, I loved looking at the moon late at night, but the window was locked. "It's for your own safety Kaiden" mom says starting to unpack what little clothes I got from home, I won't need those much, uniforms are mandatory, we also had sleeping clothes and even lounge clothes with the school uniform on it. My uniform is made out of a black skirt, white shirt, blazer and finally a baby blue tie. It's the tie that says what category we are, baby blue for ones like me, green for pets, and gray for submissi

According to the handbook as long as I don't dye my hair any weird color like pink or neon green and I keep the accessories to a minimum I shouldn't get into any trouble Accessorising is not my style anyway. I brush it all out and then pack it into a bun at the top of my head, the mirror on the white make up vanity table reflects my image, the white short-sleeved shirt is buttoned almost to the top leaving two buttons undone, the skirt sits mid-thigh and the socks stop almost at the hem of the skirt leaving half an inch or one inch of thigh showing If I were asked I would have said a man designed these uniforms. It looks like an outfit you see in a Porn video

I say and leaves his room. I go to mine and pick up some oversize hoodie and T shirts and return to his room handing it over to him. "Take! You can wear those!" He picks the clothes up like they're some rag. "You want me to wear this?" He asks. "They're unisex clothing. They will fit you perfectly too. But if you don't want them, I could go get Xander's clothes instead." "Oh no no. Please. Wearing the clothes of a 7 year old boy?"

It looks like he have no any new clothes. He went back to searching for his bottom. He did not lasted for a minute and he grabbed a pants that so familiar to me. It was the old pants in the university. It was free for the scholar students. He picked it up, closed his luggages and went straight to the bathroom. I shook my head and stood up.