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by Shaara
Rated: E · Short Story · Children's · #2041460
A sixth grade girl imagines what school will be like with her brand new smile.
A Writer’s Cramp entry: Create a 26-sentence story or a poem 26 lines long that begins each line or sentence in alphabetical order. Be sure to bold each letter of the alphabet at the beginning of each line and/or sentence!



A Brand New Day



At nine o’clock in the morning, this Tuesday, my life will change.

Barring tragedies such as rain or heavy winds, I’ll wear a slinky yellow dress that I bought new, just for the occasion.

Canceling stringy hair that hangs limply, looking like uncooked noodles or, even worse -- straw, my tresses will curl, wave, and glimmer with golden highlights.

(Don’t even think about the possibility of a bright red zit suddenly appearing at the end of my nose (or chin.)

Everyone will walk by me, like they usually do – without a word or a single thought over my existence – but then suddenly, they’ll whirl about . . . and take a second look.

Finally, Shaun will mosey by and halt frozenly, his eyes goggling, his mouth-dropping.

Galloping like a run-away horse, my heart will pound.

Hopping frogs will frolic about in my stomach.

I’ll act nonchalant, however, maybe even yawn.

Just as if it were any old day, I’ll say, “Hi,” then move on.

Karl, that great big lump of a meanie, might stick his nose in the scene, either to jeer at Shaun’s statue-freeze or else to oogle my new look, but I’ll ignore him.

Laughing daintily -- with my teeth newly uncluttered by those icky old metal braces – I’ll walk on, seemingly oblivious to both Karl and Shaun.

(Maybe Shaun’s gorgeous smile won't make my knees quake, my hands shake, and my throat seize up until I can no longer swallow.)

Normally I’d just crawl by, slinking low and invisible like some down-trodden puppy dog -- but that would be the old me -- the me with the mouthful of steel.

Oh, no, that won’t do for tomorrow.

Positively not, for tomorrow I'm going to be startlingly different.

Queenly action will be called for – head up, daring eyes, a Mona-Lisa smile.

Radiating allure – that will be me.

Saucy in yellow, sweeping the skirt of my dress with a careless hand, I’ll advance through the room.

Then taking my chair in homeroom, I’ll lower myself elegantly.

Umpteen eighth graders will cast envious eyes in my direction.

Vanguished vamps will sigh.

Wendy Wannabee will add me to her list of those who’ve made it to Popular Girl.

Xanadu, here I come, I'll sigh silently as I savor the moment.

Yessiree, this will all occur at nine o’clock Tuesday -- which happens to be tomorrow.

Zestful success will be mine for I’ve had my braces removed and, in my brand new yellow dress, I’m going to smile and SHINE.


460 words
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