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A Future Detour

AN: I decided to rewrite the S.P.D. episode History, but it's focused on Mike and Tracy instead of the main three rangers.

Tracy's POV

I'm a mixture of happy and sad since today is the last day of school for the Seniors. I'm so glad not to have to wake up before the sun even rises, but I'm sad since Ashley and I made a bucket of things we planned on doing before we both went to college. Now that I moved, we don't get a chance to do anything on the list. I changed into a turquoise floral print sleeveless ruffled blouse, a jean jacket, cropped blue jeans and a matching pair of high-top Converse. I put on a little makeup, and I also put on the graduation bracelet that Madge gave me. I went to the guest room to ask Aunt Sara to help me put my hair in a half-up braid; she, Uncle Adelio, and the twins spent the night; when I arrived, I saw the door was ajar.

"Hey, Aunt Sara, I'm having a hair emergency. Can you help me out?" I joked as I knocked on the door.

"Yes, sweetheart; of course, I'll help you; that's why I decided to study cosmetology in college," Anut Sara says.

"Thanks, Aunt Sara. That video I found online made putting my hair in an up-braid look so easy, but it's not," I say.

Aunt Sara snickers when she walks up and opens the door, then sees my hair is a lob-sided part, and the braid I attempted to make is one big knot. She motions for me to come in, and I walk over to the vanity and sit down.

" So, Mike's Aunt is making your prom dress?" Aunt Sara asks as she works on untieing the "braid."

"Yes, she is going to use the last design Aunt Mary and I worked on before I moved," I reply.

"You and Mike are so perfect for one another," Aunt Sara says as she brushes the knots out of my hair.

"I know," I smile.

"Mom, can you do my hair next?" Madge asks as I watch her sprint in.

"Of course, sweetheart," Aunt Sara replies as she finishes brushing my hair and redoing the part.

"Mommy, when will Daddy let me have a boyfriend like Tracy?" Madge asks.

"You'll have to wait till you graduate college," I joke.

"Mommy, will Daddy make me wait that long?" Madge asks.

"No, sweetheart, your cousin was joking," Aunt Sara says, putting the hair tie on the end of the braid and putting on some hairspray to keep all my hair in place for the day.

After Aunt Sara does Madge's hair, we head downstairs. I hear the doorbell ring. Madge jumps down from the third step and sprints to the door. I mimic my cousin and instantly regret when my right ankle rolls when I land.

"Madge, don't do that. It is dangerous. You don't know who's at the door." I say, wincing in pain as I pick her up.

"Good morning, Miss Burlew, you can relax. I'm not evil anyone, remember," Principal Randall says.

"What are you doing here? Is Tracy in trouble?" Madge asks.

"Your cousin isn't in trouble," Principal Randall says.

"What's going on? School principals don't make house calls," I say, putting my cousin down since she isn't in danger.

"The internet went down last night, so I couldn't email all the senior class to remind them that they are allowed to bring a school-age younger sibling or family member to school today," Principal Randall says.

"Why can Tracy do that?" Madge asks.

"It's a special tradition at Reefside High for the Senior class called 'Be A Highschooler for A Day,'" Principal Randall says.