And that was what my life was like for several weeks. I saw Sarah every day, and I'd chat about what I'd learned with her and her friends...who somehow seemed to have become MY friends as well. They were the same gang of snobby bitches they'd always been. The same people I'd always hated when I'd been...that other person (a boy named...something that started with a "J"), but now...they needed me! They came to me for gossip, and THAT was what I did best!
Granted, it's not as though Sarah didn't change me again...and again, as she saw fit...but she clearly had something else on her mind. The changes she made in me were basicly just tweaking what she'd already done...
"I wish your favorite color was bright pink!"
"I wish you loved big 80's hair."
"I like the voice, but it's not enough. I wish you called everyone you met Doll, Babe, Honey or Suger. That should be cute."
"I wish you...uh...you smoked now. All the time."
"I wish...you...(I don't know)...uh...you LOVED Mary Kay cosmetics. In fact, I wish you'd been selling Mary Kay cosmetics since you were 16. I wish you were the BEST Mary Kay lady in the country."
After that...she seemed to lose interest in me...which was fine with me, but also devastating. I mean, she was my best friend!
So, wearing my bright pink outfit, with my big, blond mane teased and sprayed into a golden waterfall of curles and waves, I'd drive to school in the bright pink Cadilac I'd won from the Mary Kay corporation for (for most sales), and instantly be surrounded by a crowd of popular girls, who all came to me for the dishiest gossip. I'd stand and smoke, droneing on in my Fran Dresher voice "Doll, I don' know what's goin' on with your b'oyfrien', but he was with Donna last night." or "Hun, it's not my place t' tawk, but Sean an' Sandy were together last night at makeout point." and "Babe, it's a tragedy what's goin' on with Mark...whut with him cheatin' on Jessica an' awl..." and they ate it up! Then I'd but out my cig in the ashtrey in my car (overflowing with butts, all with red lipstick) and I'd waddle to my honors classes...
...which was the greatest thing in my life. My brain had been changed, but not my intelect. I was just as smart as ever, and though I was obviously switching to Journalism instead of Computers when I got to collage, I was still aceing all of my classes. My life was unusual...but I'd gotten used to it. I was a fat girl, but could remember nothing about being a thin boy, so who cared? I'd get out of school, knock off my homework, then start my Mary Kay rounds. The ladies who bought my products were all in their 30's or older, and they loved me because I gossiped and gabbed while making my sales. My Mary Kay parties were attended by dozens of my best coustomers. They all wanted me to date their sons or grandsons, but I'd wave them off with a pleasant "I'm takin' a break from guys, Doll. Boys are always after one thing...an' I'm savin' that for the man I marry."
They'd laugh, and I'd laugh...knowing I had no intention of EVER letting a man touch me. Because that was the other thing Sarah hadn't changed. I was basicly still a hetrosexual male upstairs....
...untill...
