"All because I liked a boy" ~ Ginny and Georgia

It's a face not a mask

Ginny narration

Georgia narration

There was quiet in miller's house.... until Georgia screamed a huge "Noooooooooo!"

Georgia rushed to Ginny's room and shake her.

"Ginny! Ginny, wake up!"

Ginny woke up and groans "What, Mom?"

Georgia hover Ginny and asked, "Is there a hair?"

Ginny turns over and look at her clock. "What time is it?"

Georgia keeps panicking "I can sorta feel it if I do this, but I can't see it."

She saw what time it is and reacted "It's 5:00 a.m., Mom."

Then Georgia waves the tweezers over ginny begging her to tell her if there was hair.

"Get the tweezers away from my eye, you psycho!"

"Ginny, I'm serious! Is there a hair?

Ginny sigh and turn on the light while thinking 'why is Charlie not doing this'

"No there's n.... oh"

"What?" said Georgia being confused

Ginny confirmed her fears by saying "Yeah, there's a hair."

"Wow, it's really long."

"Pluck it! It's my first day. I can't show up all Chewbacca!"

Georgia handle Ginny the tweezers.

"Is this about Paul?"

"No. It's about the fact that aging is a horrible, inevitable death sentence where your body betrays you slowly till you die. Pluck it."

Ginny trying to pluck the hair, but Georgia continues by saying

"If I could skin you and wear your prepubescent face, I would."

"Stop talking, Chewbacca."

Ginny plucks the hair and show to her mother. "Got it."

"Oh, this really bums me out."

My mom knows she's beautiful

She guards her beauty like someone's trying to break in and steal it.

For a woman, life is a battle

And beauty is goddamn machine gun.

I never go anywhere without out my face on.

If they can see where your makeup ends and your face begins, you've done it wrong.

It's a face, not a mask

You have to blend.

I know about masks

In the bathroom, Ginny was watching the others side doing makeup.

My mask never comes off.

My sister mask is on like our mother.

Moving around all the time, I'm too white for the black kids and not white enough for the white kids.

But Charlie never has that problem, she's perfect on both white and black spectrum.

Charlie always made friends then we leave, she still made friends

I'd never really had friends.

Max finishes her blush and asks "Ok, what do we think? Kylie"