I groaned as I rolled out of bed, shaking my head to clear my mind. Hearing my sister, singing like she does every morning, made me smile as I picked out a dress to wear to school. Dark red seemed like a lovely color today and the dress was one of my favorites since it fit me perfectly. It wasn't too tight, the hem wasn't too short, and the skirt flared out just enough to keep it fashionable.
"Hungry for something that I can't eat, then I hear that beat!" Tracy sang loudly and a part of me wondered how our mother slept through the noise every morning. Shrugging, I quickly pinned my long brown hair up into an elegant style before rushing out of my room. Seeing my sister leaving, I grabbed an apple and my school bag then ran after her. Instead of walking with her as she sang her way to the bus I decided to try to get a good seat instead.
I groaned as Tracy missed the bus, again, then sat back in my seat and simply watched the students around me. Some were finishing homework, others were chatting, and some still seemed to be mostly asleep. I preferred riding this bus to school versus any of the others. It was the latest but it also had some of the quieter people. The more popular students tended to get rides to school or they rode the earlier busses so that they had more time to spend among friends in the morning.
"Hey Lisa, did Tracy miss the bus again?" Penny greeted me as I stepped off the bus. We hugged as I affirmed that my sister had indeed missed the bus again. The school bell rang for the first time, signaling that we had 5 minutes to get to our first class. Not wanting to be late, Penny and I parted ways. Being a senior in high school, I didn't have any classes with my sister or her friend. So I had to go through the entire day basically alone as I tended to stick to myself.
With my dark brown hair, pale complexion, and bright blue eyes, I had been told often enough that I was a very pretty girl. I could probably have had a few boyfriends by now if I had wanted to but I never felt the need. I had gained my father's genes which made me the skinnier sister but I suppose those same genes had made me clueless when it came to relationships. I couldn't tell if a boy was flirting with me or not, so eventually they all stopped trying to catch my attention.
The day actually went by quick enough and the final bell was ringing before I knew it. Tracy and Penny always made their way home as fast as possible so that they could catch The Corny Collins Show. They loved dancing along to all the songs but I had never really gotten into it. I preferred to study and advance in school. I wanted to be something more than just a housewife someday and I knew that college was the only way to do that. So instead of taking a bus, I decided to walk home and enjoy the lovely Baltimore weather.
"Having nothing builds character!" I heard Penny's mother yelling at her as the girl stomped down the stairs and I assumed that she had been caught by her mother again. Penny wasn't allowed to come over without proper permission and Tracy almost never gave her time to ask for it. As Penny pushed her way out of the door, she looked ready to cry. I hugged her then held her hands tightly and shushed her. Her mother followed after and that gave me enough time to think of something to say.
"Penny I'm so glad that I caught you! I just wanted to thank you again for letting me borrow your book! It was extremely helpful!" Pretending to just notice Mrs. Pingleton, I turned and curtseyed slightly. "Mrs. Pingleton! How wonderful to see you again! I was just telling Penny how much I appreciated her letting me borrow her prayer book! I know how much your family does that type of thing and I was writing a paper about the helpfulness of religion in our wonderful city!" Mrs. Pingleton looked me up and down before smiling at her daughter and taking her hand. Together the two walked to the nearest bus stop and I could hear mother praising daughter about how wonderful she was.
Hopefully that would save Penny from being yelled at and buy her another couple days of being allowed to stay out for a few hours after school. A few days passed and suddenly Tracy came home from school yelling about how she was going to skip school the next day to audition for The Corny Collins Show. Mom automatically said no and the two began fighting about it. I knew that Tracy could get mean when she was angry and say things she didn't mean so I ran downstairs and asked dad if he could come upstairs.
Once he got there, things sort of cooled off but Tracy was still a bit mean until she suddenly threw a fit and stomped to her room angrily. Groaning softly, I went to my room and shut the door. I tried to block out the noise and finish my homework but it wasn't working. So instead, I gave into my secret pleasure. I turned my radio on a low volume and then, I danced my heart out. Nobody in my family knew that I danced like this, almost nobody knew that I could dance at all. Ma would tell me off, dad would cheer me on, and Tracy would probably lose her mind and try to rub it in mom's face. Say that she knew she couldn't be the only black sheep in the family.
Well this secret belonged to me, Lisa Turnblad, and I wasn't planning on sharing it with just anyone.
A.N. Alright well this is based off the 2007 movie and it's the first Hairspray fanfic that I've ever written! Please let me know! Also, I don't own anything except my OC