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Theo winced as another balloon popped. The kids' birthday party at the table behind them was in full swing. Ten six year olds hyped up on sugar and cake, bursting balloons and shrieking. She could feel a headache coming on. Bambi was making a face in her latté. Theo smiled.
"You gunna' get wrinkles doin' that."
She said. Bambi poked her tongue out at her.
"Shut up Theo."
She snarled playfully
"How can you stand those little brats?"
Shay asked, rubbing her temples.
"I'm going insane!"
Theodora laughed, and then winced as she felt the split in her lip reopen. Daddy'd been late last night, and he'd come home mean.
"Hey y'all, I'll be back in a sec, 'kay?" Theo said.
Rising she made her way to the mall entrance.
The café they'd been sitting at, Marty's, was new and as yet had no bathrooms, so patrons were redirected into the mall to use the public ones. Theo pushed open the door and regarded herself in the mirrors. Long auburn hair pulled back into a horses' tail, green eyes, smooth, clear ivory skin, and full red lips. Theo knew she was beautiful, everyone said so, her friends Miller, Shay, Bambi, the whole squad thought so, her mom, the football team. Theo smothered a giggle, especially the football team. Theo was five foot four and gorgeous. She knew it and she liked to think everyone else knew it too.
Blotting at her bloody lip she thought back to last night. Daddy'd come home smelling of whisky and cheep perfume, Momma'd had dinner waiting since six, it was going on nine when he'd stumbled through the door. The fight that'd followed had been a big one, the best in weeks. Momma'd broken grandma's vase and Daddy'd blackened both Momma's eyes. Theo'd gotten home just after the screaming match had started. When Daddy'd finished with Momma he'd started on her 'How dare she get home so late--- etc, etc, etc." Theo slowly revolved her jaw with her hand, at least it wasn't broken. She could just imagine turning up to practice with her jaw all wired, the squad'd kill her.
Blotting the last drops of blood from her lip Theo reapplied her lipstick and left the bathroom.
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Theo winced as another balloon popped. The kids' birthday party at the table behind them was in full swing. Ten six year olds hyped up on sugar and cake, bursting balloons and shrieking. She could feel a headache coming on. Bambi was making a face in her latté. Theo smiled.
"You gunna' get wrinkles doin' that."
She said. Bambi poked her tongue out at her.
"Shut up Theo."
She snarled playfully
"How can you stand those little brats?"
Shay asked, rubbing her temples.
"I'm going insane!"
Theodora laughed, and then winced as she felt the split in her lip reopen. Daddy'd been late last night, and he'd come home mean.
"Hey y'all, I'll be back in a sec, 'kay?" Theo said.
Rising she made her way to the mall entrance.
The café they'd been sitting at, Marty's, was new and as yet had no bathrooms, so patrons were redirected into the mall to use the public ones. Theo pushed open the door and regarded herself in the mirrors. Long auburn hair pulled back into a horses' tail, green eyes, smooth, clear ivory skin, and full red lips. Theo knew she was beautiful, everyone said so, her friends Miller, Shay, Bambi, the whole squad thought so, her mom, the football team. Theo smothered a giggle, especially the football team. Theo was five foot four and gorgeous. She knew it and she liked to think everyone else knew it too.
Blotting at her bloody lip she thought back to last night. Daddy'd come home smelling of whisky and cheep perfume, Momma'd had dinner waiting since six, it was going on nine when he'd stumbled through the door. The fight that'd followed had been a big one, the best in weeks. Momma'd broken grandma's vase and Daddy'd blackened both Momma's eyes. Theo'd gotten home just after the screaming match had started. When Daddy'd finished with Momma he'd started on her 'How dare she get home so late--- etc, etc, etc." Theo slowly revolved her jaw with her hand, at least it wasn't broken. She could just imagine turning up to practice with her jaw all wired, the squad'd kill her.
Blotting the last drops of blood from her lip Theo reapplied her lipstick and left the bathroom.