"I have always been a woman who arranges things, like furniture and daffodils and lives," -Dolly Levi
Dolly Vandergelder, great-great-granddaughter of the Dolly Levi Vandergelder, stood out side of M. Flowers High School. Dolly sighed, her deep red hair blowing in the breeze.
"Just think," she said to no one in particular, "120 years ago my great-great grandmother won the heart of my great-great grandfather in this very city. And now, after three generations of Vandergelders, I'm back where I belong!"
Dolly struck a dramatic pose.
Francine Carruthers, who was passing by, gave her a withering glance.
Dolly glanced around the passing students. Then went through her bag once again. Books, lip-gloss, notebooks, poster, and, most importantly, business cards. Dolly pulled out her schedule and studied it.
"Ahhhh," she said after a moment, "Homeroom A, room 101."
Then she strutted down the hall, high heels tap tapping all the way.
In Homeroom A, room 101, Dolly placed herself at a desk nearly in the center of the class. A seat one very annoyed Francine Carruthers wanted. Then Dolly pulled out a notebook and began to take notes, on her classmates.
Blond girl, second row third seat in: Cute, don't touch any thing with her style. Obviously pining away for love, she just doesn't know it yet.
Girl with shoulder length brown hair and nasty glare: I don't think she likes me very much. Needs companionship. And better style.
Tall African-American guy: He looks nasty. Probably misunderstood. Brooding-artsy type? Too soon to tell.
Tiny girl with cute brown hair: LOVE her style! So original! But what's with all the nasty types? Am I in a snobby school? All these people need to find the perfect match, and I'm the person to do it!
HELLO DOLLY! hey everybody! Jas again! this story is based on 'Hello Dolly!' the movie and, of course the Electric Company! Hope you liked the first chapter! move coming soon! please R&R! I don't own Hello Dolly! or The Electric Company.
~JAS