Amelia woke up as cracks of sun peeped through her small bedroom window. She had a tough time falling asleep and was still tired. All night she couldn't help but wonder...<em>What have a done? When did I sin?</em>She was always volunteering at soup kitchens when out of the Church and always praying while inside. She would not question Father Kostan though-- if he said she needed to go to confession, so would. She respected his opinion more so than any other here. That, and sister Marianna, the senior nun. Amelia stretched and flung her legs over the bed, her white nightgown brushing to the floor. Her traditional nun uniform was hanging in the closet. She opened the closet door, and was immediately thrown back. Her usual long habit was replaced with something more lighter and shorter, more like a black minidress. White knee high socks were provided. She slid the clothin on, watching as the skirt was cut 3 inches above the knee. It was extremely revealing to her standards but was too naive to think anything more of the situation. She slipped on the white knee socks. Even new undergarments were provided, two underskirts: the top skirt of black lace trimmed with cord and a bottom skirt of black silk. Still, she ignored the oddity and finished dressing by placing her rosary around her neck.<br/><br/>Amelia left her bedroom and walked towards the eating quarters. She could smell bacon and other delightful smells, which meant one thing, Sister Marianna just made breakfast for the Priests.  "Sister, how are you this morning?" Amelia asked as she turned the corner. She felt somewhat embarrassed in her new attire and slightly chilly. As she waited for Marianna's response, her eyes wandered, wondering where Father Kostan was. She would like to get her sins forgiven as soon as possible. It was then that she saw Father John across the room.  "Oh, Father John! Good morning to you!" Amelia always liked Father John's bubbling personality. Upon realizing he was the first man to see her in her new nun attire, she blushed.