Stacey McGill sat in front of her bedroom vanity, brushing her long
straightened hair. She had spent the last hour taming her wild a crazy locks into nice shiny ones with an iron. (No, not a straightening iron. A IRON iron. Her curly hair is so wild, that… well… you get my drift.) Anyhoo…
Stacey went to her window and opened it, a bird perched on the tree outside.
"Oh what a beautiful Stacey, oh what a beautiful day. I've got a beautiful boyfriend, everything's going my way! Hee hee!"
Stacey proceeded to gallop around her bedroom and flop on her bed. She took the tack out of the picture on her bedroom wall and stared at it for a minute or two.
"Hey Stacey you be lookin' fine!" She said, in a gravelly voice.
"Oh thank you, Charles!" She mimicked herself.
Stacey looked at the picture. It was of her 'secret' boyfriend, Charlie Thomas. They agreed to keep their relationship secret because Stacey's best friend, Claudia, was in love with him. Claudia liked to make threats, and she always carried a knife around with her named "Claudia Jr." Stacey met "Claudia Jr" in a bathroom last year. If you're reading this, you probably know all the details. Right? Right! Moving on…
Stacey turned to look at her graduation robe hanging on her closet door. To her, it had a visible aura. To other people, it had a visible stench. Stacey wanted her robe to be perfect for the big day, so she went all out. She went to the closet, took the robe off the hanger, and put it on.
It was the normal, black, graduation robe on crack. She hemmed to so the skirt was a pleated mini. She wore white biker shorts with pink lace on the bottom, so they showed. Her top was low cut, with blue stitching on the cuffs and blue buttons down the front. She wore a sequined pink halter top underneath, so showed through and tied at the top. She also embroidered "CT" in blue, next to a pink heart on her chest area. She wore three pairs of roll down socks, so her feet liked like ice cream cones! She wore a ton of jewelry, and the tassels in her hat were pink and blue.
Too bad the school's colors were green and orange!
Stacey looked at herself on last time in her full-length mirror.
"Perfect." She said, twirling. "Perfect!"
Stacey ran downstairs to eat breakfast. It was sugary pancakes, soda, and tons of maple syrup in honor of graduation. Stacey loved sugar!
When she got in the kitchen, her parents were on top of the kitchen table, making out. They were happily married.
"Moms! Pops! What are you doing? I know you are happily married and I would never ever want you to get divorced, but keep it PG!" Stacey said, digging into her pancakes. But not before she doused them in sugar.
"Oh Stace. So uptight." Her mother said. "You need a boyfriend! A old, senior in high school boyfriend! Someone like… Charlie Thomas!"
"What? How did you- I mean, ya, that would be cool. Hey, let's go to graduation!" Stacey jumped up and ran to the car.
"What's gotten into that girl?" Her dad questioned.
"A penis!" Her mom said, knowingly.
straightened hair. She had spent the last hour taming her wild a crazy locks into nice shiny ones with an iron. (No, not a straightening iron. A IRON iron. Her curly hair is so wild, that… well… you get my drift.) Anyhoo…
Stacey went to her window and opened it, a bird perched on the tree outside.
"Oh what a beautiful Stacey, oh what a beautiful day. I've got a beautiful boyfriend, everything's going my way! Hee hee!"
Stacey proceeded to gallop around her bedroom and flop on her bed. She took the tack out of the picture on her bedroom wall and stared at it for a minute or two.
"Hey Stacey you be lookin' fine!" She said, in a gravelly voice.
"Oh thank you, Charles!" She mimicked herself.
Stacey looked at the picture. It was of her 'secret' boyfriend, Charlie Thomas. They agreed to keep their relationship secret because Stacey's best friend, Claudia, was in love with him. Claudia liked to make threats, and she always carried a knife around with her named "Claudia Jr." Stacey met "Claudia Jr" in a bathroom last year. If you're reading this, you probably know all the details. Right? Right! Moving on…
Stacey turned to look at her graduation robe hanging on her closet door. To her, it had a visible aura. To other people, it had a visible stench. Stacey wanted her robe to be perfect for the big day, so she went all out. She went to the closet, took the robe off the hanger, and put it on.
It was the normal, black, graduation robe on crack. She hemmed to so the skirt was a pleated mini. She wore white biker shorts with pink lace on the bottom, so they showed. Her top was low cut, with blue stitching on the cuffs and blue buttons down the front. She wore a sequined pink halter top underneath, so showed through and tied at the top. She also embroidered "CT" in blue, next to a pink heart on her chest area. She wore three pairs of roll down socks, so her feet liked like ice cream cones! She wore a ton of jewelry, and the tassels in her hat were pink and blue.
Too bad the school's colors were green and orange!
Stacey looked at herself on last time in her full-length mirror.
"Perfect." She said, twirling. "Perfect!"
Stacey ran downstairs to eat breakfast. It was sugary pancakes, soda, and tons of maple syrup in honor of graduation. Stacey loved sugar!
When she got in the kitchen, her parents were on top of the kitchen table, making out. They were happily married.
"Moms! Pops! What are you doing? I know you are happily married and I would never ever want you to get divorced, but keep it PG!" Stacey said, digging into her pancakes. But not before she doused them in sugar.
"Oh Stace. So uptight." Her mother said. "You need a boyfriend! A old, senior in high school boyfriend! Someone like… Charlie Thomas!"
"What? How did you- I mean, ya, that would be cool. Hey, let's go to graduation!" Stacey jumped up and ran to the car.
"What's gotten into that girl?" Her dad questioned.
"A penis!" Her mom said, knowingly.