Becoming better friends Chapter 2
Stacy and Tiger went to Tiger's room and partied all night, as usual. They didn't fall asleep till 3am. The next morning Uncle Grandpa let the girls sleep in, since he was wide awake hearing them party all night long, he couldn't sleep.
It was 11am when the girls finally woke up. Tiger headed out to the kitchen to grab some food and Stacy went to the bathroom to brush her hair. At 11:30am, Stacy finally came out of the bathroom. "*ROAR*" "Sorry Tiger, it took forever to tame this mane!" Stacy replied. "*ROAR*" "Yeah I'll go grab some breakfast." Stacy said as she walked out of Tiger's room, and to the kitchen.
"Good morning Stacy!" Uncle Grandpa said as Stacy took a seat at the table. "Good morning Uncle G!" Stacy replied. "Did you sleep well?" Pizza Steve asked. "Barely." Stacy responded. "Did you stay up late?" Uncle Grandpa asked. "Yeah, we didn't fall asleep till at least 3:30am." Stacy said. "Woah." Uncle Grandpa replied.
"Well here's some breakfast!" Uncle Grandpa said as he sat down a bowl of oatmeal in front of Stacy. "Thanks, Uncle G." Stacy said. "So, Stacy, did you have crazy bed head?" Pizza Steve asked, teasing her. "Oh my gosh it was crazy! It took me 30 minutes to brush!" Stacy said. "Wow!" Pizza Steve replied as he put his bowl in the sink and was about to head to the couch. "I'm going to watch some TV, you can join when you finish eating." Pizza Steve told Stacy. "I would love to but I have to head out early today, my grandma wants me to help her go grocery shopping, so I'll have to leave after I eat and pack up, sorry guys." Stacy replied. "That's fine! It's sweet of you to help your grandma!" Uncle Grandpa said.
When Stacy finished eating Uncle Grandpa took he bowl for her and put it in the sink. "Thanks for taking my bowl for me Uncle Grandpa. And thanks for making breakfast!" Stacy said. "It's no problem! We're glad you stayed with us! Are you going to stay again this weekend?" Uncle Grandpa said. "Thanks for letting me come! And of course, I will be coming back!" Stacy replied. Then Stacy gave Uncle Grandpa, and Pizza Steve a hug goodbye. "Tell Tiger I love her and that I'll see her tomorrow! Oh! And tell Mr. Gus too!" Stacy said, then she left.
Of course, for the next few weeks they continued to hang out on a daily basis. Then Stacy's birthday came. She was turning 17 and Uncle Grandpa & the gang was going to throw a party for her.
The day before her birthday she was hanging with Pizza Steve, when her phone started ringing. She looked down to see who it was. She jumped as she saw that it was her dad. It had been 4 ½ years since she'd seen or even talk to him! So, what could he want? She thought to herself. Then she answered her phone.
"Hello…. dad." Stacy hesitated. "Hi angel, I was wondering if you were available tomorrow to meet up in the park and catch up a bit." Her dad said. "OH! I-I-I- guess." Stacy stuttered as she panicked. "But we'll have to meet before 4pm, I have a birthday party." Stacy continued." "Alright sweetheart, how about 2pm?" Stacy's dad asked. "Sure." Stacy responded. "Welp! I'll see you tomorrow love." Stacy's dad said as he hung up the phone.
"So, that was your dad?" Pizza Steve asked. "Yep, he wants to see me tomorrow before the party so I'm going to meet him at the park tomorrow at 2pm." Stacy said. "Sounds cool." Pizza Steve replied. "Sort of…" Stacy said, then took a long awkward pause. "Well! I should be heading out anyway. See you tomorrow, Pizza Steve!" Then Stacy left.
That night Stacy couldn't sleep. She was thinking about all the horrible things that could happen once her dad saw her new looks, her heart shaped pepperoni, and not only that she had dyed some of her hair red but that it was down to her legs! Stacy only got 2 hours of sleep, she fell asleep at 3am and decided to stop trying at 5am.
It was 6am when Stacy knocked on Uncle Grandpa's door. Then Mr. Gus finally answered. "Stacy! What are you doing here? It's 6am!" Mr. Gus said when he looked down and saw Stacy standing at their door. "I know, it's just that I've been so nervous about seeing my dad today that I couldn't sleep, I've only gotten 2 hours so far." Stacy replied. "Why are you nervous about seeing your dad?" Mr. Gus questioned. "Because! I've haven't seen him in 4 years and he's going to be so mad when he sees what I've done with my hair." Stacy said. "You mean, he won't like it?" Mr. Gus asked. "No! My dad always believed in being who you were made to be and not changing anything. Plus, he didn't want me being unruly." Stacy responded. "Well, maybe he'll like it!" Mr. Gus said, trying to calm her down. "I doubt it." Stacy said. "I'm going to try to sleep on the couch if that's ok with you guys." Stacy continued as she walked to the couch and laid down. "Alright, try to get some sleep." Mr. Gus replied as he walked out of the living room to go back to bed. "I'll try." Stacy murmured to herself as she closed her eyes.
Stacy woke up at 10am. She was woken up by Uncle Grandpa, who was trying to wake her up to question why she was there so early. "Stacy, wake up." Uncle Grandpa said as he was shaking her. "Ugh, Uncle G, stop." Stacy groaned, as she was half asleep and half awake. Then Stacy finally woke up. "What are you doing here?" Uncle Grandpa asked. "I had a hard night and couldn't sleep so I came here thinking it would make me feel better." Stacy replied. "How did you get in?" Uncle Grandpa questioned. "I knocked on the door and Mr. Gus answered." Stacy responded.
Stacy hung out at the RV till it was time to go see her dad. But when it was finally 2pm she was still too nervous to go see her dad so she decided to go an hour late. She was hoping he would assume she wasn't going to show up and leave.
It was 3pm when Stacy showed up. When she got there the first thing she saw was her dad sitting on a bench. "Dang it! He's still here!" Stacy thought to herself. So, she took a deep breath, then began to walk towards her dad. Stacy stopped in front of her dad and just looked down at him till he looked back up at her. Then he finally looked up. "Stacy?" He asked making sure it was her. "Yep." Stacy replied knowing what was about to come. Her dad was speechless he couldn't talk to her in a normal tone or freak out, he just sat there, staring at her hair mostly.
Then he finally spoke. "What have you done for the past 4 ½ years?" He asked. "I um, well for one, I dyed my hair, and grew it out." Stacy responded. "I can see that, but tell me, why did you do it?" Her dad asked. "Because dad. I like it." Stacy told him. "But it's not what you were born with!" Stacy's dad said as he began to freak out on her. "You look like a hippie with your hair down to your legs! And the red looks ridiculous, it makes you look like a stoner!" Her dad continued. "And this, red heart! What is this?" He questioned as he continued to panic. "YOU KNOW WHAT DAD! I DON'T HAVE TO SIT HERE AND TAKE THIS! I'M LEAVING AND I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN!" Stacy shouted as she ran off. Then her dad left too.