Prompt: Send in (mouthless emoji) + a word for a short drabble, headcanon, or one-shot written in first person based on that word.
Post-canon. Shelly is a freshman in high school and her headgear has just been removed.
I felt their eyes on me as I walked down the hall.
It was a weird feeling, one that I was still getting used to. For the first time in my life, boys were physically attracted to me.
Boys from South Park that I knew for all of my life stared. My new Park County High classmates from Middle Park, North Park, West Park, and East Park gaped. Even my turd brother's turd friends checked me out whenever they came over.
"Hey, Shell. We still on for tonight?"
Brad, a cute sophomore from Middle Park, who was in my study hall, wandered up to my locker. He had asked me out on Monday. He wasn't the sharpest crayon in the box. But he was hot and funny and thought that I was pretty. ME!
I smiled up at him, showing off my now perfect teeth. I could get used to this. Validation was a hell of a drug.