The Uniform Cult at School

I accidentally started a cult at my high school because I wore the same outfit every single day.

It started when I bought seven identical black hoodies and khaki pants because I was tired of choosing

clothes every morning. Week one, nobody noticed. Week two, people started asking

if I owned other clothes. Week three, my best friend Jake decided to copy

me as a joke. By week four, ten more kids were wearing the exact same outfit.

They called themselves The Uniform. Teachers were confused as hell. The principal pulled

me into his office asking if this was some kind of protest. I explained I was just lazy.

He didn't believe me. By month two, we had forty members. They created a group