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Mean Girl or Misunderstood?
A Biography of Amber Von Tussle
Chapter 1 - An intro to a very sad life
Amber Von Tussle was the type of girl who seemed to have a perfect life, but anyone who thought this was sadly mistaken. Her relationships were haunted with ghosts of awful advice she'd received from her Mother; she'd just lost her boyfriend to a girl who had EVERYTHING, and the only person she could actually talk to was someone she was constantly trying to avoid. Her popularity was suddenly in short supply, and people who used to be her best friends were all of a sudden not returning her phone calls or on speaking terms with her at school. Sometimes she felt that she would never be happy.
Although she was very close with her Mother, Velma Von Tussle, that never really did her very much good. Mrs. Von Tussle was the Station Manager for WYZT. Although Amber prided herself on how well she believed she could dance, deep down she knew that the only reason she was on the Corny Collins show was because every once in a while Velma would sleep with her boss. It hurt to know that her Mother was so nonchalant about getting her way through blow jobs, but what could Amber do about it? That's why she always put all her effort into the Corny Collins Show; she wanted to be on the show at least on some of her own merit.
Her life as a whole pretty much sucked. When she was only seven, her Father died, at her Mother's hand. He was considerably older than Mrs. Von Tussle and hadn't been doing so well. To speed up the process, Velma had slipped some Potassium Chloride into his IV, and threatened that if the Nurse had told anyone, she'd kill her, or worse, make her "unhireable". Of course, at the funeral Mrs. Von Tussle seemed very grief-stricken about the death of her beloved husband. After all, she was a very impressive actress, one of the traits that she so often referred to as what got her the title of 'Miss Baltimore Crabs'.
Yes, the title 'Miss Baltimore Crabs' often escaped Velma's mouth, below wide, star-struck eyes, and a perfect, reminiscent grin nearly always followed. You could say this was her 'claim to fame'. She insisted that this was the perfect thing for a girl to have, a reason for people to be impressed with her; something to make their eyebrows shoot up and their mouths to form silent, 'Oooohhh's. She often would continue to say that the Miss Teenage Hairspray Pageant was as close as she was going to get to one of these.
She'd won the title of 'Miss Teenage Hairspray' for the past 3 years, but this year Inez Stubbs won that title, and Amber could clearly see why. Inez was a wonderful dancer, and she had beautiful, dark brown skin and hair; much more attractive than Amber's pale white skin, and almost white-blonde hair. She sometimes even planted herself at her mirror, cursing herself for a reflection that looked so like her Mother.
She was her spitting image, and no matter how hard she tried, she sometimes found it hard to separate herself from her. "We're completely different, I would never just give myself to someone to get some cheap reward for it the way she does, NEVER!!" But this still frequently drove her to tears, after all, how could you separate yourself from someone you'd spent the first nine months of your life in? Was it even possible?
The only slight comfort was that she only had 3 more weeks of going to that awful place they called High School. She'd already found a college that she was accepted to and they were expecting her in the fall. She was pursuing her interest in history. She adored history on so many different levels because it allowed her to escape from the dreadful life she couldn't help but lead and the way it allowed her to live someone else's life temporarily, to be in their shoes for a little while.
She dreamed of someday having a book published about some tremendously known event that never had very much light shed on it, and would really show people the true human prerogative or condition. Yes, she would help people understand themselves more, somehow or other. Her Mother still didn't know about the history bit, but she was aware that Amber would be leaving for college in only 3 short months. They'd made a wager that after Amber completed 4 years of college, she would return home and they would figure it out from there. Amber practically had to beg her Mother to let her do this, and she was very proud of the result.
Secretly, she planned to save up money during her 4 years of college, and by the time she'd graduated, she would be able to permanently get away from Baltimore; from everything that had prevented her from leading the happy life she knew she deserved.
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