The clock in the hallway read three o' clock, and only a handful of students were left in the otherwise empty halls. Claire Redfield, on her way to meet her brother and their friends at the Raccoon City Mall, stopped at her locker to gather her books for the weekend. She set her backpack on the ground, deep red and hand decorated with the words Let Me Live scrawled across the top in yellow paint.
She wore a red tank top that ended right above her navel, her jeans were tight and low cut, hugging every curve of her hips and thighs. A silver star shaped piercing rested against her flat stomach. Her brown leather boots had a slight heel that helped shape her already round backside. She piled her books into her bag, zipping it up and shouldering it as she closed her locker.