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Sleeping Beauty-ish: Mod-ern Girl
By Shawna Stimple
Eugene awoke to find his sister, Mary Anne, sitting at her vanity putting
the finishing touches on her makeup. He stood up to quickly, and found
himself nearly toppling over at the height of the unfamiliar heels. It
was then that he noticed that the shoes he was wearing were much higher
than he had remembered. It was quite a shock, when he glanced down, and
saw that he was wearing a short pink trapeze dress, white tights, and a
pair of silver 3 inch platform sandals.
"What did you do?" he said, falling back onto the bed.
Mary Anne continued her preparations as though nothing was out of place.
"I thought you might like to come out with me tonight. I was trimming
your hair, when Bam, you were out like a light. Just like when we were
kids."
When Eugene saw himself in the mirror, he knew he shouldn't have been
surprised, but that didn't make the newfound image any easier to deal
with. His blond hair had been cut into a short wedge teased high on top,
and his makeup had been reapplied in a much heavier, more dramatic
fashion. The most disconcerting thing was that his ears had been pierced,
and he now had two large silver globes dangling at the sides of his face.
"You pierced my ears. I can't believe you!"
"That was surprisingly easy, but after you sat perfectly still for your
new do, I just couldn't help but try. Here. Put this on. We need to get
going if we're going to make the exhibit."
Eugene took the offered pea coat, and stared with disbelief at his
sister's nonchalance. "You can't seriously believe I'll go out with you
like this. I mean what are you wearing anyway."
Mary Anne looked gorgeous in her blue geometric patterned minidress. With
her hair tucked up under blue vinyl hat with the short brim at the front,
she was just as pretty as he'd always remembered, just a little more
grown up than when he'd last seen her. As she finished her mascara, she
grabbed the matching short overcoat, and pulled him by the hand to the
door.
"I know you're curious as to what I've been getting into the past few
months, and I just couldn't help myself. You looked so pretty, like
sleeping beauty, that I couldn't bring myself to completely destroy
you're beautiful hairdo. By the time I was finished I just created a more
adult look. New hair can't go without a new dress. And you're makeup was
absolutely necessary after all that. You look fabulous, now let's go."
"And if I don't?"
"Then I'll scream, and mom and dad will come running. They're already
pretty pissed at you. Imagine how mad they'll be when I tell them I woke
up to find you wearing my things, prettying yourself up at my vanity. I
don't think they'll believe that crazy story you told us earlier. They
might think you did it yourself. Now I'll say it again. Let's go."
Eugene followed her down the stairs, reluctantly slipping on the coat. At
the door he was given a silver shoulder bag, and told to follow her lead.
If he played his cards right, the night would be worth it.
The duo arrived at an art gallery a short time later, when Eugene finally
got the nerve to start his questions again. "Where are we going?"
"I told you. To an art exhibit."
"Who has an art exhibit at midnight?"
"It's more of a social gathering really, but there will be paintings.
They're more for starting conversations than anything else. Just be
quiet, and when I nudge you, bat those false eyelashes."
As they approached the door to the gallery, there was a young man outside
wearing a nice suit. As they began to make their way through the door, he
stopped them just short of entering. "Are you girls old enough to be
here?"
"Of course we are," replied Mary Anne.
"Do you have any identification?"
"I'm sorry, but stylish purses are so small. We didn't have any room.
Don't worry. We'll be good. We promise," She made the saddest face the
guy had ever seen. Fortunately he was to enthralled to notice her sharply
jabbing Eugene in the ribs. Eugene quickly got the message, and did his
best to copy his sisters expression, blinking profusely at the poor guy.
"All right, all right. Just stay out of trouble."
Inside they removed their coats, and walked around the gallery. Mary Anne
quickly found a server, and snuck two glasses of wine from his tray. They
walked around for an hour or so, and while Eugene was doing his best to
go unnoticed, his sister couldn't help but make a long speech about the
artist supposed motivation, loud enough for anyone, and everyone to hear.
It was around two when a young man wearing a nice tie and vest, with
shaggy hair approached them. "Hi. I'm John. Would you girls like to
party?"
"I'm Mary Anne, and this is my sister Jeanie, and yes. We'd very much
like to."
The siblings followed John into the back alley where Mary Anne pulled a
cigarette out of her purse. Another hard elbow to the ribs told Eugene to
do the same. He fumbled the purse open only to find a pack of super slim
cigarettes, and a long plastic cigarette holder. After he'd figured out
how to operate the apparatus, he took his first draw, and proceeded to
cough like he was choking on his dinner.
"Been smoking long?" John said, as he reached into his pocket, removing
what appeared to be a hand rolled smoke.
"She just started actually," Mary Anne answered for him.
"Well this might go down a little smoother."
After lighting the joint, John passed it to Mary Anne who thanked him
graciously and took a few puffs. She then passed it to Eugene, who not
knowing what to make of the funny smell, took a larger drag than with his
own cigarette. He coughed even harder than the first time, and found
himself struggling for breath. After he finally managed to catch his
hair, he realized he didn't feel quite right. After a few minutes it
occurred to him that his goody two shoes sister had just led him to his
first encounter with marijuana. He wondered if this night could get any
weirder.
After the joint had been passed a few times, they sat on the curb, and
finished their cigarettes. John, and Mary Anne really seemed to be
hitting it off, as their conversation seemed to have no end, while Eugene
tried to look as normal as possible, legs freezing in the winter air. The
cigarette didn't seem so bad after a few minutes. Before he knew what he
was doing he found himself lighting another, and occasionally joining in
the conversation as best he could.
About an hour later, Mary Anne realized that their father was going to
get up for work soon, and they needed to be in bed before they were
discovered. After receiving a polite kiss on the cheek from John she
collected her things, and led a wobbly Eugene back to the car.
The ride home was quiet, but the air was filled with an enormous amount
of tension. Five minutes before pulling into the drive way, Eugene broke
that tension by asking, "What happened to little miss goody two shoes?"
"I wish you'd stop calling me that," she said, jokingly punching her
little brother in the arm. "College happened, and one day it will happen
to you."
The siblings did their best to sneak into the house as quietly as
possible. Once inside Mary Anne turned the knob, and slowly slid the door
closed behind her. Afterwards the two fell into the sofa, and laid on
each other in the dark for a moment. After realizing what would happen if
they were found in their current predicament, Mary Anne led her wasted
little brother up to his room, and into bed. She removed his heels, and
pulled a blanket over his body to keep him warm. She decided to deal with
the rest later. What's the worst that could have happened?
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