by Thea Voutiritsas
It was my first day of high school in a new town. In the sweltering Midwestern heat, I chose my most proper 2009 outfit: jean cutoff shorts, and my favorite tee shirt. It was a navy blue Gildan tee with my old taekwondo academy’s plastisol logo on the back, and a tiny pocket logo on the front to match. Foolproof, I thought.