Komori had towork late. Lurching along, bouncing without seatbelts, my ears filledwith the roar of the other kids and the driver threatening to call ourparents if we didn't behave. The best part was none of these kidsseemed to know me, so I could just be anonymous and think. But Istupidly got off two stops early?bad guess?and hiked it home, crunchingleaves with my Vans and wondering about Sarah McAvoy and her red hair. As I approached our neighborhood, she changed to Darla in my thoughts. I mean, they did look at least superficially similar.And once transposed with Sarah McAvoy in my brain, Darla took hold ofmy imagination and began shaping it towards fear.Maybe it was a Halloween feeling, strengthened by the golden sunsitting so much lower in the sky than it had when I first startedschool while summer died. Long tree shadows reached for me as I passedunder them. I missed the chaos on the bus. Surrounded by churning,almost mindless monkey house energy. At least there I was. Two hands guided me upright, and I finally was allowed to open my eyes. “Wow!” At first, I didn’t recognize the girl looking back at me. I couldn’t believe my eyes. “Oh god, this is perfect!” Jolene and Monique were standing next to me and looking quite pleased with themselves. My hair shone in the brightest, deepest pink possible, and with my eyebrows in the same color and the pink lips and eyes, I felt almost like a doll. And on my pussy, taking up all of my left lip, stood Anne’s name, declaring her ownership in shiny, embossed, pink letters. “Thank you!” I exclaimed and hugged Jolene, pressing a smacking kiss onto her lips, then turned around and did the same to Monique. I blushed madly immediately afterwards, but they didn’t appear to mind. “How late is it?” I had absolutely no idea about the time. “Quarter to three,” Jolene told me after glance at her watch. “No need to hurry. Is that the dress in the bag?” She pointed to the shopping bag I had put down next the the wall. I.
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