𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐞 {𝐅𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞} [𝐎𝐂 𝐗 𝐎𝐂]

♡Chapter 142♡

{Poppy's outfit}

It was a bright and early morning in San Francisco. Poppy Katsopolis was sat at the kitchen table with her dad and Michelle. Danny was stood by the counter as he made his morning coffee.

"Uncle Jesse, are you gonna eat that sausage?" Michelle asked her uncle.

Jesse pulled the sausage away from his mouth. "No, I'm just gonna cool it off for you." Jesse huffed in annoyance. "Here you go." Jesse gave his niece the food.

"Thanks!" Michelle brightly smiled.

Stephanie then rushed downstairs. "Dad?"

"Steph, why aren't you ready for school?" Danny asked his second born child.

"Dad, I have a serious problem." Stephanie complains, holding up a blazer and then a shirt. "Do I go post-preppy chic or neo-retro grunge?"

"Man, when I was starting junior high it was my brother's shirts and my father's pants." Danny mentions.

"You know, it may be time to give them back." Jesse teases.

"Steph, you have nothing to worry about. You'll look cool no matter what you wear." Danny assured his daughter, trying to calm her nerves.

"I don't feel cool." Stephanie scoffs. Stephanie then looked over at Poppy. "Pops, you've got a good fashion sense, which should I wear?"

Poppy looked between the two outfits, pulling a face. "Honestly...neither."

Stephanie groaned in frustration. "Great."

"I'll help you pick an outfit, don't worry." Poppy kindly offered.

"It's been two weeks and I don't know anyone and nobody knows me." Stephanie rants. "My homeroom teacher still calls me 'girl in the back who grinds her teeth.'"

"Honey, it's just gonna take a little time. You'll make new friends." Danny insisted.

"I hate redistricting. Why did I get stuck at DiMaggio?" Stephanie groans. "Jennifer B went to Vanatta, Jennifer C went to Marshall, and Jennifer S went to Central."

"Maybe you'll meet a new Jennifer." Michelle shrugs.

"You guys don't get it. Junior high is all cliques. The brains hang out with the brains, the jocks with the jocks. That leaves two hall monitors and Lester Herbeck...the six-year-old genius who plays the harp." Stephanie fusses.

"You're forgetting the cheerleaders, I was one of them." Poppy added on. "But, they can be mean, so be careful."

Danny placed his hand on Stephanie's shoulder, attempting to comfort her. "Stephanie, you are a great kid. You gotta try and relax a little. Don't push so hard. Right, Jess?"

Jesse nodded. "Yeah, just be cool. And most importantly, don't let them smell your fear."

"Yeah, wear a lot of perfume." Michelle advised.