Never again, she thought to herself.  Never again.
        Amanda fingered the school uniform with a feeling of distaste.
The jacket and dress was a dull brown with a white blouse and red tie.
She hated brown.  In cosmological terms, she was a winter, and looked
good in white, black, blue or grey.  The brown made her look pale and
washed out.  If there was one thing she hated about Japan, was the
necessity of wearing school uniforms.  If they ever moved back to
Canada, she would never let herself get talked into moving to another
country.

Isn't the dress for Kodachi's school a dark blue?  I seem to remember it
being that color when she showed up at Furinkan one  morning before her
match with Ranma.

Waiting for the next part of this now, btw... :)

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