Wall Girls vs. The Swingers (Round One)


‘What are you laughing at, pimple face?’ Tiffany demanded of Carla, who had been laughing the loudest.
‘We’re laughing at you!’ Emily snapped back at her. ‘What’s with the bowl haircuts?’


‘Yeah, what’s up with that!’ Carla abruptly stopped laughing. She was mortified to have her rash mistaken for pimples. ‘You all look stupid.’
Tiffany placed her hands on her hips and stuck her face out even further. The girl not only had this annoying way of sticking her face up at you as she spoke, but also shook her butt around too.
‘We look stupid! You should learn to wash your face and maybe you wouldn’t have a face full of zits!’
‘They have a product called Ozy10.’ Tiffany’s best friend, the dark haired scowling Alexis added cooly. ‘You really should try it.’
‘It’s not acne, dimwits’ Wendy informed them. ‘It’s a rash caused by an allergic reaction to make up.’
Tiffany’s eyes narrowed and zeroed in on all our faces in turn. She snorted contemptuously at both Wendy and Emily, then her face lingered on mine. I saw a glimmer of jealousy.
‘You all look like a bunch of circus clown freaks!’
The other Swingers quickly made noises of agreement.
‘That’s not very nice, WiggleButt.’ Wendy calmly admonished. ‘I was actually going to tell you that I like your new haircut.’
‘You were?’ Tiffany asked looking suspicious.
Normally, she had a moose when anyone called her by that hated nickname.
‘Yeah, I like it because you can see all the big ugly freckles on the back of your neck.’


Tiffany’s face turned beet red with anger and humiliation.
‘At least when I wear make up, I don’t end up looking like I got orange popsicle smeared all over my mouth. What kind of color blind idiot wears orange lipstick with purple eye shadow anyway?’


Beth Ann, the quiet shy looking, brown haired Swinger finally spoke up. ‘Emily looks like she’s eaten a fudge popsicle!’


‘How original.’ I scoffed.
After Tiffany, I hated Beth Ann the most. She couldn’t say or do anything without looking at Tiffany or Alexis for approval first.
‘Do you ever come up with your own ideas or do you always just parrot pretty much what Tiffany says?’
Beth Ann looked a bit frightened and cast another one of her looks at Tiffany, as if asking for help on what to say, do, or think next.


‘That’s real rich coming from you, Lanie Mansfield!’ Alexis took up for her.
They all knew I hated it when the Beyer was left from my name.
‘If Helen Harper were to shave her hair into a Mohawk, you’d get one too!
Ouch!
Okay, that stung a little.
It was just that I missed Helen so much, that adopting her current hairstyle and trying to imitate the way she talked made it seem like she was still part of my life.
I doubted if anyone would ever understand.....