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report. The sun was going down but there wasn’t a cloud in the sky. It didn’t look as if the weather would change much but I didn’t know how long I would be out. I grabbed my matching hoodie just to be safe. Throwing it on, I glanced in the mirror.
I knew Chrissy would be completely appalled when she saw my wardrobe selection, but I didn’t care. I wanted to be comfortable and it was my birthday, dammit.
My hair was pulled back into a ponytail from my earlier run. Any makeup I had on my face had long been washed away by my perspiration. I grabbed my water bottle and looked down at the water mark it had left on the dresser. I thought how angry Granny would be to see it.
Gulping down what was left in the bottle I quickly grabbed my eyeliner and applied a thick layer to my top lid and fish-tailed it out a bit to give my eyes a little more length. I hated the small almond-shape of my eyes. I wished they were big and innocent looking like Chrissy’s.
I took one more glance at my reflection in the mirror as I laughed at my King Tut look with all that eyeliner. My phone chimed with a message notification. I opened the text.
Chrissy: Ready. Come get me.
I grabbed the truck keys and headed towards the garage. On my way, I ran into Nouri, who was outside wearing a straw hat to shield her from the evening sun as she pruned the rose bushes. She looked over at me and smiled. “Happy Birthday, Sidney. You go out with a handsome doctor tonight?”
I laughed. “Nouri, he doesn’t have to be rich or a doctor, just nice-looking.”
She opened her big brown eyes as wide as she could and looked around the yard. “Go out, meet nice rich man and bring him back for me to meet.”
I nodded. “Sounds like a plan to me.” I opened the door to my fully restored 1970 pale green Chevy truck. It had originally belonged to my grandfather, and after his death Granny had it restored to its original condition as a way to commemorate his life. Upon my sixteenth birthday, she had given it to me a gift. As was her custom, she always made me feel special.
I pulled up to Chrissy’s house, which was set at the end of a cul-de-sac. Her parents had a picture-perfect yellow Victorian home with a beautiful white balcony that wrapped around the entire front porch. It was the ideal house for lolling lazily on a breezy summer night while sipping iced tea. There was a massive water fountain that sat in the middle of the perfectly manicured green lawn as well as a cobblestone pathway which led to the front door.
As soon I put the truck in park, I saw Chrissy emerge as she closed the front door. She ran down the porch steps and flew into the truck, jumping exuberantly into the passenger seat.
I smiled at her. “Don’t you look cute tonight!”
Chrissy always looked cute, and she knew it.
Everything about her was big. Big hazel eyes with long, thick lashes, full cherry lips, and thick blonde volumized hair. Every time I saw her it was a surprise. She had a style that was all her own and she always looked good in anything she wore.
Tonight, she had decided to throw on a baseball-style shirt with army green sleeves paired with camouflage skinny jeans. I don’t even know where one goes to buy camouflage skinny jeans. I was sure it was in a store that was way outside my budget. Chrissy’s parents were loaded and they were more than happy to give her whatever she wanted. The only reason she worked at Safeway was because it gave her a chance to flirt with the cute guys that would stop in on their way up to the mountains.
In addition to her part-time employment as a grocery store clerk, she was also enrolled in a nursing program. She hoped to meet a head surgeon, fall in love, and live happily ever after, counting her riches.
“Thanks,” she responded, batting her perfectly dressed eyelashes. “Like my new shoes?”
She lifted her foot and placed it on my dash to reveal its black strappy leather heels that had to be at least six-inches
I knew Chrissy would be completely appalled when she saw my wardrobe selection, but I didn’t care. I wanted to be comfortable and it was my birthday, dammit.
My hair was pulled back into a ponytail from my earlier run. Any makeup I had on my face had long been washed away by my perspiration. I grabbed my water bottle and looked down at the water mark it had left on the dresser. I thought how angry Granny would be to see it.
Gulping down what was left in the bottle I quickly grabbed my eyeliner and applied a thick layer to my top lid and fish-tailed it out a bit to give my eyes a little more length. I hated the small almond-shape of my eyes. I wished they were big and innocent looking like Chrissy’s.
I took one more glance at my reflection in the mirror as I laughed at my King Tut look with all that eyeliner. My phone chimed with a message notification. I opened the text.
Chrissy: Ready. Come get me.
I grabbed the truck keys and headed towards the garage. On my way, I ran into Nouri, who was outside wearing a straw hat to shield her from the evening sun as she pruned the rose bushes. She looked over at me and smiled. “Happy Birthday, Sidney. You go out with a handsome doctor tonight?”
I laughed. “Nouri, he doesn’t have to be rich or a doctor, just nice-looking.”
She opened her big brown eyes as wide as she could and looked around the yard. “Go out, meet nice rich man and bring him back for me to meet.”
I nodded. “Sounds like a plan to me.” I opened the door to my fully restored 1970 pale green Chevy truck. It had originally belonged to my grandfather, and after his death Granny had it restored to its original condition as a way to commemorate his life. Upon my sixteenth birthday, she had given it to me a gift. As was her custom, she always made me feel special.
I pulled up to Chrissy’s house, which was set at the end of a cul-de-sac. Her parents had a picture-perfect yellow Victorian home with a beautiful white balcony that wrapped around the entire front porch. It was the ideal house for lolling lazily on a breezy summer night while sipping iced tea. There was a massive water fountain that sat in the middle of the perfectly manicured green lawn as well as a cobblestone pathway which led to the front door.
As soon I put the truck in park, I saw Chrissy emerge as she closed the front door. She ran down the porch steps and flew into the truck, jumping exuberantly into the passenger seat.
I smiled at her. “Don’t you look cute tonight!”
Chrissy always looked cute, and she knew it.
Everything about her was big. Big hazel eyes with long, thick lashes, full cherry lips, and thick blonde volumized hair. Every time I saw her it was a surprise. She had a style that was all her own and she always looked good in anything she wore.
Tonight, she had decided to throw on a baseball-style shirt with army green sleeves paired with camouflage skinny jeans. I don’t even know where one goes to buy camouflage skinny jeans. I was sure it was in a store that was way outside my budget. Chrissy’s parents were loaded and they were more than happy to give her whatever she wanted. The only reason she worked at Safeway was because it gave her a chance to flirt with the cute guys that would stop in on their way up to the mountains.
In addition to her part-time employment as a grocery store clerk, she was also enrolled in a nursing program. She hoped to meet a head surgeon, fall in love, and live happily ever after, counting her riches.
“Thanks,” she responded, batting her perfectly dressed eyelashes. “Like my new shoes?”
She lifted her foot and placed it on my dash to reveal its black strappy leather heels that had to be at least six-inches
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