Having returned home, I explored the content of the canvas bag I was given at the Online Academy.
I first discovered how short the tartan pleated school skirts were. Oh! Its like going back to school, I will have to be careful not to show my knickers like a naughty schoolgirl.
Next were the socks, grey knee high ones for the colder months,
and white ankle ones to be worn in summer. They weren't a surprise, but
the ankle socks made me cringe with embarrassment.
The
white cotton knickers were
quite girly! I hadn't worn such knickers since I was a fifth former. I
thought that contrary to the socks I wouldn't be showing them
to the world... hum... unless a nasty winds blows my skirt up!
I
made space in my closets for all of that, and plugged the Online
Academy USB key into my laptop. I got a welcome screen with lovely
aerial views of Scotland, and various loading and updating messages. It
first synchronized with the watch I was given and my cellphone before
doing the same with my Internet box, fridge, television and alarm
clock.
Then after a welcome Bridget message I listened to the instructions.
"It is time for you to have lunch, and don't forget to have a balanced diet."
I
got the usual ingredients for preparing my lunch, and when I closed the
fridge I heard. "Your diet isn't properly balanced, 10 smacks, do try to
improve it." I reopened it to return the second slice of cheese, and my
machine chimed again with, "That is better, punishment reduced to 5
smacks."
"Phew! Its like big brother!"
After
having done my dishes I was told to sit for an evaluation. It was like
one hundred questions with multiple choices. I was told I wouldn't be
timed, and took my time.
Once
done the verdict came. "61 out of 100, is insufficient for the very
strict disciplinary regime, 10 smacks. You should have scored at least
70."
Then
a professor came online, and it was hard to say if he was human or a
robot. He or it had me working on all my errors. He was very patient,
and helped me understand the correct answers.
For dinner I was awarded the full 10 smacks for unbalanced diet, because two ice cream cones for dessert is one too many.
I
was also told to watch a Science Channel program before my usual series.
It was actually interesting, a few minutes before the end of it, I tried
changing channel, and got a invalid command message.
At 11 pm I was sent to bed, and didn't mind since it is my usual time. I was wished a good night, after being reminded that I have 25 pending smacks. I hadn't forgot!
Sunday
morning 7 AM, I was awaken by my radio, and Online Academy greeted me
with a nice, "Good morning Bridget!" I was happy that my breakfast
routine didn't earn me another 10 smacks, but pulled a face when told to
get dressed for a forty minutes jog in the near by park.
I
pulled up the shorts I was given, and blushed while trying to adjust
them in front of my tall bathroom mirror. There was no hiding the few
pounds I need to shed. I took them off and replaced them with more
flattering ones. As I was opening the door to leave my apartment big
brother chimed. "Under the very strict disciplinary regime improper
Online Academy uniform will be punished with six strokes of the cane at
the punishment center."
"Yikes, the cane!"
I
changed back in the mandatory short shorts. One in the park, I ran as
if I could avoid the morning joggers, the staring of the hunks, and
feeling their thoughts, she should be running with a glowing bum till she sheds her extra pounds.
"Grgrgrgr! Naughty girl yourself! You could be more discreet!"
"Hahahaha! Naughty indeed! I already have 20 pending smacks."
"And 25 for me!"
"Whoa! You're indeed a very naughty girl!" 
Back home, I was betrayed by my special watch. "A poor performance, 10 smacks." I objected having met Agatha. "Reduced to 5."
After
a shower I requested permission to have lunch with Agatha at our usual Thai
restaurant. I was reminded to wear my Online Academy uniform, and boy
was that skirt short!
When
back I learned that Sunday is a day of rest only for quizzes, not for
lessons. I had two different professors, and they looked great. They
kinda looked like my favorite 6th form teachers. They were so patient
that I had to ask. "Are you robotic?"
"I am an artificial Intelligence adapted to your personality, and requirements."
"Ah!"
"Now don't try to distract me, and back to work."
I
was eventually done, and had to figure a new look for going to work
tomorrow. Being 21, and dressed as 16 won't do. I have to
look younger, no eyeliner, no lipstick, a light touch of Parisian rouge
for my cheeks. I also have to do something for my hair.
Since
I now have Big Brother I asked for an online modelling salon. I removed
all makeup before entering my picture in the machine. I experienced
with different shades of rouge for my cheeks. Once that was decided I
entered in the data bank all the rouges at my disposal, and the virtual
makeup artist explained how to mix two of my powders.
Next
was working on my hair. I was proposed a short hair cut as a French
garçon. I dismissed that. I tried a pair of breads, it did make me look
much younger, but it felt over done. I eventually decided to tie them with a colorful scrunchy.
I was reminded that it was time for dinner, and to be careful with my diet...
Bridget
To be continued....
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