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and brooded over her roommate. What was it with Linda Lee? Did she think she was a nun? No family pictures, no posters on the wall, no candy bar wrappers littering the closet, no empty potato chip bags crunching between the sheets. The girl was in a bad way. She would just have to have another heart-to-heart with Linda Lee. Loosen up, girl! she'd tell her. Let go! Live a little!
    This time, she'd shake Linda Lee up properly. Lucy kept having the feeling that she was on the verge of a breakthrough with Linda Lee. No way was Lucy going to believe that someone she liked—and she did like Linda Lee, though sometimes she forgot why—no way could a friend of hers be as truly, well, blaaaaa, as Linda Lee sometimes came across.
    Lucy bounced impatiently on the bed, eager to make her pitch. "You fall in, Linda?"
    " Momento . I'm cutting my hair."
    Oh, no! This would be the foul-up of the century. Lucy jumped up. "Let me in, Lin, I'll do it for you. Nobody should cut her own hair. I did it once, and it was disaster city"
    "No, thanks. I can manage."
    Shrugging, Lucy sat down again and picked at her cleats. Some people just had to learn by experience. Maybe she wouldn't say anything to her roomie. She couldn't hold Linda Lee's hand EVERY step of the way. She tossed a clod of mud onto Linda Lee's pristine bed. There! That was a homey touch.
    In the bathroom, Supergirl studied herself in the mirror. It was good to be wearing her own clothes again, good to see her own hair and her own real expressions on her face, good to be able to hold up her head and, even if just to herself, admit who she was and what she was capable of.
    But on with it. She couldn't stay locked in the bathroom all day. She separated another strand of hair, glanced into the mirror and shot a beam of energy from eye to mirror. The beam bounced off the mirror and struck her hair at precisely the right angle, cutting off an inch or so of the honey-blonde strands. Excellent. She took another lock of hair and repeated the procedure.
    Lucy looked Linda Lee over as she came out of the bathroom. "I thought you cut it. It looks the same to me. Kinda dull. No offense meant,
    but you could use some streaks."
    "Oh, no, I'd never do that."
    "Linda, don't you ever want to change your personality? Be someone else for just a few minutes? Don't you get booored being you? No offense meant. You wouldn't be half bad-looking if you'd just get some zip into your personality!"
    "You think so?" Linda Lee started clearing the bureau, which was inches deep in Lucy's junk. Magazines, movie stubs, a mayonnaise bottle, soda caps, a broken green cigarette lighter, three dirty socks (each one a different color), five nonworking ballpoint pens, eighty-eight cents in pennies, and two keys to nothing.
    "What if we gave you a blonde rinse? Wait a SEC . Why don't I pierce your ears?"
    Linda Lee held up one of Lucy's bras. "What's this thing, Lucy?"
    "Very funny. Don't try to change the subject, WHICH IS , piercing your ears."
    " What my ears?"
    "Aww, don't give me that scared-sheep look, Lin. I can do it as well as the regular places. All we want is a needle. I heat it up, dab some alcohol on the old earlobes, shove in the needle, and—that's it. Your entire image is changed. You get tons of zip! Your whole personality perks. And, P.S., all the guys go cra-aa-zy!"
    "AII that," Linda Lee said, earnestly, "just because I have holes in my ears?"
    At that moment, Lucy almost threw in the towel. Dark, deep-down despair broke out in her heart. Why was she knocking herself out? Was this girl fa real ? And how had she, Lucy Lane, the girl with zip to spare, ever got stuck with this nasal drip from the depression?
    "Lin-daa," she began, "sit down and listen to Aunt Lucy." She sighed. Her heart really wasn't in this, but she figured that the least she could do for old Lange Zine (whoever he was) was try to save her roomie from herself. Then, before she had to say word one, Lucy got this terrific flash and