"I have horrible hair" stated Lisa as she dragged a brush through the hay like substance that grew on the top and sides of her head.
up. It looks gorgeous!" replied Maura as she applied enough foundation to construct
a garden shed.
not as bad as my eyebrows, I'll admit that. I still hate it though. My eyebrows
look like two slugs mating. If I could shave them off I would."
do it! At least you can do something about it. I have to wear trousers all the
time because of my knobbly knees. I can't be seen dead in a short skirt. People
us the bottle, will you?"
did as she was told and handed over the half empty bottle of wine, stolen from
her parent's stash mere hours before. Lisa took a swig. They were drinking
straight from the bottle so as not to arouse suspicion when dirty glasses were
found under the bed or in the sink. They'd sneak the empty bottle out later,
hidden under one of their jackets.
going to Paul's this evening?" Maura asked.
me, Paul, Jeremy, some of the lads from the football team."
like a sausage festival."
and Jean are going as well."
mean the one who laughs like a foghorn: MO-NA, MO-NA."
met her then."
spat out her drink: "That one? You know what she did to me last
remembered the months of hardship that fhad ollowed the previous May: "Stole
Tommy from you."
She stole my Tommy from me. She's getting her face kicked off her tonight."
broke it off with her too, you know. As soon as he left for College he never
texted her again."
matter. I have my pride. She's going home with a black eye."
sighed. Maura had a bit of a temper on her since her Dad left them a few years
back. Being abandoned by two separate men had affected her deeply.
took a gulp of wine and moved on to placing eye-shadow in its appropriate
hour later, they were in an appropriate state of readiness to be seen by
outsiders.Maura teetered on the brink of falling over due to her oversized
don't know why you're wearing those." said Lisa.
emphasise parts of my legs that are not my knees, drawing the eye up all the
great. Listen; leave this thing with Laura to one side. It was twelve months
ago, that's like...a year ago."
voice was suddenly shrill: "So what? If she gets away with stealing my man
then I’ll look weak. People will laugh."
one cares Maura, it's ancient history."
"I care." said Maura and left it at that.
cut through the park to get to Paul's house. As they walked they spotted Laura
and Mona sitting on the grass in the distance. They were sipping from naggins
of vodka in the late evening sun. Maura shook off her high heels and scampered
across the grass barefoot before Lisa could stop her. Lisa chased her but rage
and alcohol had fuelled Maura's hate and legs, despite the knobbly knees.
Breslin!" Maura roared. "I'm gonna pluck every hair from your head,
you'll look like an over ready chicken by the time I get ya!"
heard her coming and scrambled to her feet in a decidedly unladylike fashion.
She picked up an empty vodka bottle from the grass and pitched it at Maura. It
flew through the air, end over end. Maura ducked and the bottle sailed over her
head, nearly hitting Lisa.
accelerated and dived straight at Laura, slamming into her and sending both of
them flailing through the air. Maura landed on top of the heap and attempted to
strangle her victim. They grappled uselessly on the ground until Mona and Lisa
were able to separate them, dragging them off each other.
two fighters struggled to escape the respective grasps of their friends, all
the while screaming unintelligible hatred at each other.
tugged her friend away from the brawl towards Paul's house. It hadn't started
and already this was the worst party ever.