Sarrah was so excited the next day that shi could barely focus on hir schoolwork. Shi was sure that hir grades had suffered; that would earn hir a ticking off from Mom, who always preached about Sarrah getting good grades. But, Sarrah rationalised, if shi had wanted hir to focus on schoolwork, then shi shouldn’t have told hir about the clones, so it was really hir fault.
And so when 3 o’clock finally rolled around, it was all Sarrah could do to not sprint out of the building and into the parking lot where hir dutiful boifriend, Biffanie, was waiting for hir, leaning sexily over hir Mustang and checking hys makeup in a compact mirror.
“Hey, babe!” Sarrah greeted Biffanie excitedly. “Ready to go?” shi asked while admiring the view of Biffanie’s outfit as shi approached. Biffanie closed the compact and shrugged.
“I guess, although I’m not sure why you want me to come,” hei almost whined as Sarrah opened the passenger door and let hir boifriend in.
“Because Mom wanted to show me hir latest project, I think shi needs test subjects or something, and so I volunteered. You know how much shi enjoys it when I get involved.”
Biffanie nodded. Dr. McMillan was always bringing projects home with hir so that shi could share them with hir dawter. Hei sighed.
“Whatever it is, it better not mess up my hair,” hei commented as hei looked into the car mirror and fluffed hys golden blonde hair. Sarrah chuckled as shi started driving towards hir Mom’s office.
“I’m sure it won’t… You look great, by the way. It’s a cloning project. Wouldn’t that be cool? You could use yours as some kind of… personal Kinnabelle doll.” Sarrah suggested. That seemed to cheer Biffanie up a bit. Obviously the thought of being able to dress up someone excited hym. Bois.
“Alright,” Biffanie relented as hei leaned towards the car stereo. “But if we’re going to do this, then we’re going to listen to some proper music,” hei declared, as hei turned the radio over to Sparkle FM.
“Aww… Come on, babe!” Sarrah groaned as shi had to spend the rest of the drive listening to some sickly boi music.
Arriving at McMillan Tech, Biffanie and Sarrah made their way through the spacious lobby over to the reception desk.
“Hi Rorie,” Sarrah began as shi leaned on the desk and gave the blonde receptionist a once over. “You look amazing as always.”
The receptionist, wearing a white blouse under a hot pink blazer and a matching hot pink pencil skirt with 5-inch stilettos, blushed and giggled as hei looked up from hys computer.
“Oh Sarrah, you’re such a charmer. If I was still in school, I’d be all over you.”
“We’re here to see Mom,” Sarrah told hym. Shi had been to the building enough times that they were on a first name basis and hei knew who shi was.
Rorie nodded. “Of course, I’ll let hir know right away.” Hei turned and nodded to Biffanie. “Hei’ll have to stay here, though. Bois aren’t allowed in the lab.”
“I know, but this is my boifriend, Biffanie. Mom had asked for test subjects, and so I volunteered for both of us.”
“Ooh, so this is Biffanie!” Rorie squealed, standing up and moving around hys desk to give Biffanie a hug. “Sarrah’s told me all about you. Boi, you look hot.”
Biffanie beamed, the compliment filling hym with pride. “Thanks, you look amazing as well. I love that blazer, and those heels are just to die for.”
“Aren’t they? They were on sale the other week, and I just had to have them,” Rorie gushed.
Sarrah just rolled hir eyes and gave a little cough, startling Rorie.
“Oops! Sorry, Sarrah... I know that you don’t like boi talk, but you didn’t tell me what a hottie hei is.” Hei sat back down at hys desk and picked up a phone.
“This is Rorie, tell Dr. McMillan that I have hir dawter and hys boifriend in the lobby.” Hei put the phone down.
“Shi’ll be down in a minute,” hei informed them. A few minutes later, as Biffanie and Rorie were sharing makeup tips and Sarrah looked on in mild disgust, the elevator doors pinged and out stepped Dr. McMillan, wearing a blue shirt and a white lab coat, shi strolled over to them.
“Sarrah, my gurl! Are you ready for the demonstration?”
“You bet, mom! I’ve been looking forward to it all day.”
Suzan chuckled as shi looked over towards the reception desk where the bois were standing.
“Biffanie! You look absolutely stunning. As do you, Mss. Kramer.” Both bois beamed with pride as Dr. McMillan gave hym a quick hug.
“Thank you for looking after them, Mss. Kramer. We’ll be upstairs in my lab,” Dr. McMillan informed the receptionist as shi walked towards the elevator with an arm wrapped around Biffanie’s and Sarrah’s shoulders.
“Of course, Dr. McMillan.”
