Tom hadn’t realized that he had closed the door to his bedroom as hard as he had. He only noticed it when the jacket that he had hanging on the back of the door fell off. His mom had to be joking, didn’t she? There was no way that he was going to school dressed in his sister's uniform all week. He thought to himself there was only one person that could clear this mess up and that was Tina the girl who had arranged this embarrassment in the first place. He picked up his phone and dialed her number.
Tina had just finished her meal when her phone rang. “Its Tom Mom, I won’t be long,” she told her mother as she went up to her room to answer the call. “Hi, Tom how was your day?” She asked knowing full well why he was calling her. “My day was Great thanks,” Tom answered hoping that the true meaning behind his statement carried down the phone line. Mom just told me that this experiment thing is to last the whole week and not just today what is that all about?”
“Well, I asked one of my teachers to agree to you wearing that uniform today just in case my Mom called the school and I could always do with the extra credit. Then she came and took me out of my last class this afternoon.” Tina told the expectant boy. “What your Mom came to your school this afternoon and took you out of your class?” Tom interrupted her.
“No silly the teacher. She had been thinking about the experiment and she had decided that one day wasn’t going to be long enough and wanted to see me about making it longer. I told her I would need to speak to my Mom and you about it first. It was then she dropped the fact that she had already spoken to my Mom and they had agreed that it could last at least a full week.”
“No one asked me about it,” Tom replied. “Well, my Mom was going to call yours and talk to you about it. When my Mom came home and told me that everything had been agreed I thought that you were ok with it.” Tina explained to Tom. “Tammy” came the voice from downstairs. “Sorry, Tina I got to go Mom is calling me. Thanks for letting me know what happened.” Tom answered Tina with a touch of resignation in his voice as he hung up the phone.
He now knew that two teachers and his mother were involved in whatever this was and with that many adults in the mix, he couldn’t think of a way out of his troubles at the moment. He turned to head downstairs to face his mother who no doubt was going to shout at him for slamming the door to his room. “Tammy your pizza is getting cold.” His mother shouted again. “Coming,” Tom answered his mother not noticing that she had been calling him Tammy and not Tom almost since the moment she had got home tonight. Tom took the slow walk down to eat and to see what his mother had in store for him now.
