I came down the stairs doing my best imitation of a super model. I pushed my hips forward and held my shoulders back. I held my head as if I was looking off into the distance. And I didn't trip. No matter what mom say's "I didn't Trip!"
We had just gotten back from the mall with two new bathing suits. I was wearing a bikini that made me look.well a little more grown up and showed just about everything! "You are not going out dressed like that!" daddy was shocked.
"No girl of mine is going to show herself like that in public!" he was in a rant.
"But daddy all the girls are wearing them!" I moaned.
"Not now, Not ever young lady!" he all but yelled.
So I stomped back up the steps to get my new one piece pretending to sulk. This was the one I really liked because it made my legs and butt look sexy! What daddy's don't know won't hurt them! And I had a bet with mom that he'd let me keep it! Yes, a new pair of shoes; a new pair of $100 shoes! From Europe!
"Now that's more like it!" "That's my beautiful daughter!" "You don't need to show off when you're already so beautiful!" dad was beaming. I was grinning like the cat in "Alice and wonderland"!
Mom was trying hard to suppress her laughter as I strutted past giving her a wink.
"That's my Girl" she said as I did my best model strut back up the steps!
After all I was almost eleven and the shoes were cool! They looked like high healed sandals and were shiny red leather. They wrapped up almost halfway to your knee with a gold heart locket as its clasp! Really sexy!
And we were having a toga party at school next weekend! I was going to look so cool!
I loved my daddy!
When Amy arrived we went straight to my room. We tried on all my shoes and talked for hours! That Michelle had really been a terror to the school. Her dad was a big shot banker who owned just about everything in town. The little bitch had her dad ruin tons of people by buying their loans and foreclosing!
Well with our new bank accounts, she had better watch her ass. My dad could be really mean when he had to be. And we had the government watching our backs! And he was like a real James Bond! No one messed with my daddy!
While we were playing with my new collection of My Little Ponies that the Agency gave me when they relocated us, Amy asked me if I knew how to dance?
I turned on my stereo and soon we were copying the dancers on the TV and laughing hysterically at each other as we tried to imitate the professionals. I was gyrating my hips and moving in place to the music, just like the girls on TV. My stereo filled my room with its big speakers! I felt sexy! I would really turn on any guy that saw me doing this!
"What are you girls doing?" my father turned off the stereo. "Where did you girls learn to do that?" he was staring at us and the TV. "You're too young to be dancing like that!" he was upset.
"Amy dose your mother know that you dance like that?" Amy looked down at her feet. When she looked back up.Bam, there were the puppy dog eyes!
"My mom won't let me dance at home like this." "She says I'm too young." "Please don't tell her!" "I'll be grounded till I'm in a nursing home!" she all but cried! Then my mom walked in with a plate of cookies and milk. "What are you yelling at these girls about?" She glanced at the TV, "Oh, I see" "It's only dancing dear!" "Not in my house it isn't!" but he was melting before the double barrel puppy dog eye's that Amy and I where hitting him with! "Just don't do it again." And he left grumbling about the damn TV.
My mom turned on the stereo, "How do you do that Amy?"
We were dancing and laughing with my mom till she couldn't dance anymore!
Amy left for home with a pair of my old sneakers. I was puzzled, why would she want those old things? Then I looked at what she had been wearing. K-MART, and not even the expensive K-mart sneakers. They were worn out and full of holes. "Mom, is there some way we can help her mom?" "Your father is working on it, dear." "Just give him some time." She held me as I hugged her waist.
The day before the toga dance, my dad had come through. The state found Amy's dads bank account and paid Amy's mom the money her father owed her, plus the fifty thousand he had hidden from the state! Amazing what can happen when you have friends in high places.
My dad had taken over Amy's mom's accounts at the bank, and with some inside information from our friends, made sure that they would never want for money ever again!
Yes, my dad is partners in a bank. It was the only way the government could hide our money and where it had come from.
The day of the Toga!
My mom and Amy's mom were becoming just as good of friends as Amy and I. We all went to the Sharper Image and had a real makeover for the dance!
Amy's long blond hair was piled high like Helen of Troy with a gold tiara. Mine was pleated with flowers and was beautiful and smelled so great! We looked like super models, and we strutted like it! Here come the Empresses of the ball!
Amy had a pair of sandals that were just adorable! They tied just like my new red ones! We arrived dressed in our togas and all our fineries! As we strutted up the steps to the school, my dad appeared and "snap!" He took a picture "snap!" "Snap!" It was like we really were super models! I felt so pretty and when I looked at Amy she seemed to have changed into a movie star!
Behind us, my mom and Amy's where strutting just like us up the steps arm in arm!
We danced and played till I noticed Amy looked a little shorter? I moved closer to her and yes she was shorter! I looked down and she was wearing my old sneakers! Where were her sandals? I waited till the music stopped and asked her. "Amy what happened to your sandals?" "Don't say anything, I gave them to Ginny." She said trying hard not to look at her.
I looked over at Ginny; her toga was an old dirty sheet. Her hair was as dirty, as was her face. I had been so absorbed in being the bell of the ball, that I didn't notice her sitting all alone by the wall.
I decided to act! I grabbed Amy and walked across the room. "Ginny!" "What's up girl friend?" I said as I maneuvered her into the locker room. "I" "I".she stuttered as we moved her in the bath room.
I gave my best beauticians imitation, "We have got to do something about your hair!" "Now just relax and let me do my magic!" she acted like I was going to pick on her like the other girls had.
She was weeping, "I tried but mommy and daddy went out tonight.an..." I held her by the arms, "Ginny trust me just this once." "I promise you are going to be beautiful!" "Amy, go get my mom."
We worked on her hair first. We washed it and Amy's mom pleated it so I gave up my flowers for her. I stripped out of my toga and into my gym clothes as my mom was finishing Ginny's makeup. With a few pins my toga looked like it was made for her! It was like magic. Ginny was suddenly as beautiful as any other girl at the dance.
I looked down at my sandals, "Amy, you may as well wear these, they look terrible with shorts!"
Ginny made her entrance and every girl in the place was suddenly her best friend! "Your beautiful!" "Where did you get those shoes?" "How did you do that to your hair?" "Your make up makes you look so grown up!"
She was glowing! I knew that feeling. She felt pretty. She felt loved. She was happy!
The dance was over for me, I couldn't join in wearing gym shorts, I would have to leave, but my friends were having the time of their lives. It was worth it!
I stood there with my smelly gym shorts and my mussed up hair watching. I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked up and my mom was crying. She hugged me. "I am so proud of you Jamie!" My dad snapped a picture of Ginny and we went home.
Next time: I come to the rescue!
The dance was really fun. I was happy that I helped Ginny that night. Almost a year later Ginny died of cancer. In her hand was the picture my father took of her, and she was smiling. I miss her. If I had known maybe I could have helped her.
K Night :< xoxo!