Maggie was rather quick about getting the tape. Simply grabbing the tape in a most rude manner, she quickly dashed off to their fellow father. As per plan, Moxy silently closed the door again, feeling somewhat disappointed over her sister's ignorance. She could've at least say hello to Moxy, with it getting late and all, and having not seen her all day. Nonetheless the fact that no one gave her new stature the attention she wanted it to get, a stream of thoughts came to her. Would it be too daft to just say "Hello world, I grew half a foot in a few hours" or should she reveal it a bit more stealthily? That, and Moxy was beginning to feel tired again, despite the excitement the reveal of her new height had given her.
In order to uphold the secrecy she had decided to keep on her new size, Moxy pretended to have one of those "Goths-are-introvert-in-their-room"-days. Her parents had been used to such, ever since she had begun with the dark make-up, at age 14. So they brought her food, which Moxy would take in by the door, not showing herself. Then they´d go downstairs to watch some program about dysfunctional families with their daughter, and go to bed without a worry of their child, knowing that it was normal behavior for her.
As for Moxy, she spent the day, searching the worldwide web for what might´ve caused her sudden spurt, which of course were absolutely impossible to find. She was also searching for a set of clothes, as she had outgrown her current ones. Much to her annoyance, the only ones who didn't made her look like she was going to a whore-rally were some old vacation-clothes which she´d hate to wear in public. God dammit, this is way too out of my style Moxy mumbled to herself, as she stared with disappointed eyes at the largely oversized yellowy-brown T-shirt. It had large Spanish letters, spelling Vez El Mundo, as well as a picture showing a skeletal face drawn abstractly, looking away from the shirt, through large binoculars. Well, at least it has a skeleton she said to herself, grumpily. She tried it on, along with a pair of oversized jeans, that she'd dug up from the depths of her drawer, most likely a Christmas present that she was supposed to return, but never did. Though neither light-brown, nor light blue was her colour (and most certainly didn’t fit with her pitch-dark hair) it would have to do. It was payday soon anyways. Guess I can afford to make up for todays spectacle, since I'll be paid soon, anyways Moxy thought to herself.
Suddenly noticing how fast time had passed (it was almost past 11pm) and though that wasn't THAT late, being reminded of the time returned her extraordinary exhaustion. She quickly got undressed and threw herself into bed.
As Moxy slowly let her mind drift into sleep, images of her walking past her peers at school, as the tallest one in the hallway, filled her head. She fell asleep with a unusually exciting feeling in mind, and a small smile on her lips.
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