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Danny 2 Danielle Part XVII - Dani gets to hang out and just be one of the
girls. Donny gets dumped and the Blaus name their new kitty.
The dismissal bell goes off. This girl has officially survived her
second day of school.
After dismissal, I am picked up by mom's best friend, Mrs. Schillinger.
Donny had asked for a break from being my 'chauffeur' this afternoon. He
had made plans with his friends. Sylvia Schillinger had randomly shared
a hospital room with mommy after they had both given birth to their first
child. It turns out they were neighbors, the Schillingers had just
moved to a 'starter' home in the neighborhood. The new mommies had
really bonded over the birthing experience. The Schillingers and the
Blaus would babysit for each other's children at a moment's notice, and
have joint pot luck dinners or picnics at the park. Mom must have told
Mrs. Schillinger about my cross-dressing, she had seen me last night
after the brick attack and she had taken my new appearance in stride.
Mommy probably confided to Sylvia about it early on, they don't have any
secrets. I sign 'hello" to Mrs. Schillinger when she picks me up in her
Country Squire station wagon. I know only a little bit of American Sign
Language, but I can say some of basics like 'please' and 'thank you.'
Mrs. Schillinger says I that I look pretty in my dress. I smile shyly
and say and sign thank you. All the members of the Schillinger family
can reads lips, but mom says we should use sign language as well, as a
courtesy to the Schillingers. Once Mrs. Schillinger starts driving, we
really can't communicate. So I just read my book. At a stoplight, I
tell her that her car radio is on and just playing static. She shuts it
off and tells me that her only hearing child, David, a toddler was
probably playing with it. I thank Mrs. Schillinger when she drops me
off, she has to go pick up her daughter, Candice, who is a couple years
older than me from her school for the deaf across town.
It's nice to get home 'early' without having to wait at school for Donny
to get let out of his later dismissing high school. I rush in to check
on the cat. She's in the kitchen! She is looking very cute. Mom had
left her there with the doors shut, so she wouldn't be in the way of any
workmen fixing our window. Mommy has left Donny and me a note.
"D&D; I checked around and the Shumers who live next to the house that
was vacated, have seen our new cat hanging around that house. They were
pretty sure she been left behind by that family and they had been feeding
her. So, they were thrilled we were taking in the stowaway. No naming
our newest family member, until we all get home. Love Mom." I start
crying.
"Kitty, you get to stay and live with us!"
Kitty looks at me like 'that's good news, what have you done for me
lately? Now where's the food'. I feed her some tuna. I then bolt to
the bathroom to fix my makeup before the girls start coming over for our
study session. As they arrive, I feel soooooo relieved, I had that
nagging doubt, that somehow my new friends are just pretending to be my
friends. That it's just a con job. That after we agree to do something,
they will reveal that I am sooooo stupid, that they would never be
friends with a freak like me. Does everyone feel this insecure? Does
that feeling ever go away? But as they come in, I feel like I am just
one of the girls and it means so much to me. No! It means everything to
me. Okay I'll step it back, almost, everything to me. Of course they
each have to see kitty, and enjoy kitty's incredible cuteness. There are
a ton of name suggestions.
We do settle down for a study session. We make progress, but then Diane
has to tell everybody about my super heroine undies. Of course that
leads to demands to go up to my room and see the other pairs. That of
course leads to the girls checking out my outfits. I further sabotage
studying by saying I had some questions about makeup. Suddenly we are in
my bathroom and the girls are showing me all sorts of 'tricks of the
trade'. I learn more about blending. That leads to my hair getting
teased and styled. I am in nirvana. This is okay right? That I can be
happy? I wasn't sure I deserved it. I had been miserable, well not
every second of my life, I've had some good times, but it was through, I
guess you would call it a distorted lens. Everything felt out of
alignment. As much as I am enjoying this, I rein it in. "Girls, my
mother is getting home soon, and we really better be studying when she
gets here. Finals start tomorrow." We return to our books and our
cramming.
Mommy returns. She tries to hide her huge smile. I try to play it cool.
It's just me and some of my girlfriends. Ha! I am .....overjoyed. We
study for a little longer. The Donster returns. Most of the girls were
waiting for him to get back. He stops and introduces himself and tries
to learn my girlfriends' names. Once he heads upstairs, there's some
nudging, and a few giggles. The girls start peeling off, and mom offers
a few of my friends rides, who have longer walks. It's just me, and
Denice and Diane. "Just us D-girls," I say.
"We could be our own little club, the Triple D's club," says Denise.
"Can we get leather jackets with our club names? We could be like the
Pink Ladies from Grease,"I say with a giggle.
We decide that as Triple D's we would fight for justice and look fabulous
while fighting for said justice. Denise and Diane also depart. Donnie
is in the kitchen playing with the cat. I get choked up again. 'I
deserve this, I deserve to have friends,' I think to myself.
"Are you going to cry Dani? God you are such a girl."
"Maybe."
Donny smiles at me. Our relationship is definitely changing.
Mom comes down from upstairs. She sees me getting all emotional, and
hugs me. Donny says, "this isn't fair. Dani's like super popular and my
love life is collapsing," says Donny in an overly dramatic voice, but he
is only partially joking.
Mommy and I catch each other's eye for an instant; Joanie is up to
something. "Can we help, tell us what happened," says mom.
Donny let's out a long sigh. "When I got to school, everyone wanted to
talk to me about the fight and then about the attack at our house."
Donny is smiling, he's trying to 'play it cool' but of course he was
basking in the glow of popularity. "And..I was talking with some of the
girls and Joanie saw me and gave me such a look. We were just talking
mom, that was it."
"I understand Donny. I'm sure some of the young women were showing you
some interest because you in my completely biased opinion, are quite a
catch."
"Perhaps the girls might have given you a hair flip or two, Donster? A
couple of shy giggles?" I say with a wink
Donny smiles. "Yeah there was a little flirting, but I didn't respond. I
mean, maybe a little."
Donny sighs again.
"In one of my classes, one of Joanie's friends, Jessica, passes me a note
from Joanie that says we are no longer dating."
Mom raises her eyebrows.
I jump in, "that's how she did it? No direct communication. You've been
going out for months."
Donny shakes his head. You can tell he's hurt.
"That's on her, not you big bro."
'That's what Tad said."
"Tad's right, but I'll shut up. You've been protective of me and I am
being protective of you, big bro." I resist saying anything more about
Joan freaking Beastman.
Mom nods. "Honey, you know that we talked about some of your picking on
Dani and some of your poorer choices you've made in past were because of
your insecurities, well Joanie is reacting the same way out of her own
insecurities. She was 'hurt' because you were getting attention from
some other girls, and she lashed out at you. She's trying to make you
feel bad because she feels bad, but she's being ridiculous and immature.
You talking to girls, who I am sure approached you, is not a reason for
her to have a melt down."
I hold up my hand. "It might be me. I might be the problem. She was
distant to you yesterday when you were getting teased because of me,
maybe this," I point to myself, "is creating issues, She's using this
morning's events as a smokescreen."
"It could a mixture of things honey, do you want her back?" inquires mom.
"Yes, although Tad, and Billy and think I am better off with out her.
But your best friends are always down on your girlfriend. I really care
about Joanie."
'Oh thank god, he said care, I think to myself. I was worried that he
might have said love, and I might have vomited all over our dining room
table.
"Honey, your feelings are your feelings, but don't ....." mom pauses.
"I'm lecturing too much."
"Mom, I don't know what to do."
"Okay, I'll be blunt. Don't go crawling back. I find Joan.....to be
controlling of you. That is a quality of hers I don't particularly care
for. You should ask to talk to her, face to face or through this Jessica
friend of hers, but she needs to explain to you about the break up. I
don't think you , my darling son, owe her an explanation. You have been
very loyal to her, she needs to show the same....respect to you."
I simply nod. "Mom's right." I want to say more, but I resist it. They
might get back together, and you can't take all the negative things back.
But a freaking note, that........little passive aggressive bitch!
Donny takes it in. "Thanks mom. Thanks Dani." Mommy tussles Donny
thick wavy hair. I can see why some girls go for the Donster, it is just
perfectly messy.
"Changing subjects, kitty needs a name and Mommy, how is your new boss?"
"We got along well. I'm working on the budget, which is really not the
best use of my Economic's degree, but I am a CPA." Mom graduated from
Barnard in New York City with a business administration degree and then
studied and passed the CPA exam. She found it sooooooo dull. She said
that pushing numbers from page to page wasn't really for her. She then
pursued her economics doctorate from Radcliffe, but largely went to
Harvard for her classes.
"Mada is from Sweden. I've never had a woman boss before, and we seem to
be hitting it off. I am supposed to spearhead our briefing about the
budget to the UN. Secretary General and his staff. Make it pop. She was
very supportive about my ideas. I'm going to have fun with it."
"At least you don't have a boss actively undermining you," says Donny.
"My old boss was making my professional life pretty darn miserable, every
day."
"It also sounds like you are tad over qualified for your current
position."
"At least I'm not sweeping floors. The UN has engineers who do that. The
politics can get very weird there; anyhow kitty names."
"How about Joanie," says Donny.
It takes a second for mom and I to see the tiny smile breaking on
Donald's face. He's just messing with us.
"Uhm, we'll put that in the maybe category," says mommy.
"Yeah deep in the maybe category," I say.
"I have a real idea, but it might be too much much," I say. "We got her
after our personal Kristallnacht. Perhaps we could call her Crystal, as
something good, the yetzer haTov, that came from all that evil from last
night."
"I see what you mean, honey but...." replies Mommy crinkling her nose.
"Crystal's a stripper name, Dani."
Donny laughs. "Our cat is a classy lady."
"I didn't think of that."
Mom says "I think we are getting close, I've always liked the name
Chrissy. I always admired Chrissy Evert, she is one of my heroes." Mom
and Dad met while playing mixed doubles.
I look at the cat. "Chrissy?" She looks up and purrs. Her tail comes
up.
"Chrissy it is!" says the Donster. "We could two more cats, name them
Jack and Janet."
"We could get just one more cat and call her Martina, they could battle
it out for that cat Wimbledon," I add.
"Let's just stick with one cat for now," says mommy.
After dinner, Donny goes off to study but turns on the Yankees game, on
low volume, on the television in family room. I go into the kitchen to
'help' mommy with the dishes, but it's just time to dish on Joanie
Beastman. Mommy and I whisper to each other that Joanie doesn't deserve
our Donny and what a classless move to end their relationship by a note.
"I'd like to say good riddance, but I think we might have a few more
cycles of this drama," says mom.
"She'll have to make the first move, I think Donny really listened to
you."
"She should crawl on her hands and knees," says mom with a smirk. "I
really didn't mean that. Well maybe just a little bit."
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