“Once upon a time there was a girl. An amazing, gorgeous girl called. . . Mori? She was amazing and gorgeous, like I said. She was stuck on a plane with a sleeping idiot and a girl named Pansy. She was too—”
“Lori,” I began, “What are you doing?”
“Isn’t it obvious? I’m making up a story. A totally random story I’m making up right now.”
“Really? Because it sounds a little like what’s happening at this moment.”
She waved the detail away with her hand, “Merely a coincidence. I mean who is Mori and who is Pansy?”
I narrowed my eyes at her, “Pansy? Like Tansy? And Mori like Lori?”
“A coincidence for crying out loud! You always jump to conclusions.”
“I’m not a sleeping idiot!” Dylan snapped his head up.
“So you heard?” Lori grinned.
“You admit it!” I exclaimed with joy.
“This is so annoying! You are so annoying!”
I pouted and put an innocent look on my face, I care so much.”
“Tansy!” Andrew said loudly turning to me. “You need to go get changed. An order from Morris.”
“Yay! I get to get out of these clothes!”
“You’re old stuff that were taken out of your drawers are in the wardrobe at the back, get changed. We have. . . Makeup wipes don’t worry. And be careful to remove the bag. Don’t yank the wig!”
“I’ve got it.” I told him with a stern look, “Be right back.”
“Take your time!” Lori called when I stepped out of the door.
After a struggle – and I mean struggle! I came out with my dirty blonde hair (It’s more of a light brown. But let’s not be technical) back to normal, my blue eyes the same as they had always been and some nice clothes.
I noticed two things when I came back: 1) Dylan was changed too. With his black hair and green eyes the same as they’d always been. 2) Lori’s mouth was open, staring at me.
“What?” I asked her curiously watching as her mouth closed.
Dylan was grinning as I sat back down and turned to Lori.
Lori, now looking like her normal self, smirked, “You’re way prettier like that! Not that you weren’t pretty before. It’s just. Wow. You’re . . . Really beautiful.”
I laughed nervously, a girl like Lori. A girl that looked as if she’d just come back from a photo shoot and kept the clothes was complementing me! Of all people!
“So . . .” I started trying to change the subject, “This flight is long, huh?”
Not taking the hint Lori carried on, “Is your eyes really that shade of blue?”
“Uh, yeah.”
“Really? No eye enhancers? No dyes?”
I shook my head awkwardly and forced a smile, “It’s natural.”
“Lucky.” She said and then turned to Dylan with a smile, “I see why you like her.”
Dylan laughed, “No. Even though she is really pretty I like her for who she is.”
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The Other Side
Teen FictionTansy May's life has been nothing but an unfortunate roller-coaster of events; from thinking she was going to be burned to death by a bunch of crazy religionists, to being taken to another side of the world that she only thought existed in movies. ...
