“Really. It’s just… I was a little worried that she wouldn’t let me go to the dance if I mentioned it. I wanted to make sure I said it the right way…. “I CAN’T WAIT TO SHOW YOU MY DRESS FOR THE DANCE!” Rhonda said. She’d followed me home from school again to watch us practice, but somehow I didn’t mind so much. “WHAT ARE YOU WEARING, GEORGIA?” Mom cocked her head, as if she was interested in hearing the answer. “I… I haven’t thought about it,” I confessed. “WELL, THINK ABOUT IT!” Rhonda cried. “...YOU’LL BE UP ONSTAGE!” “And it’s your first school dance,” Mom agreed. “Rhonda’s right. I’m taking you to Smythe and Smythe.” “The fancy department store?” I asked. I’d actually set foot in there only once before. A very tall, very scary-looking woman with no eyebrows squirted me with a bottle of stinky perfume. It took two days to get the smell off. So that’s how I forgot to mention my detention and instead ended up going shopping with Rhonda and my mom.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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