CHAPTER 9
Jennifer applied her roll-on deodorant and frowned at the mirror. Her bangs had been hanging a little limp ever since she got home from school.
Nothing some extra hair spray couldn’t solve.
Dad knocked on her door. He was in a hurry, like always, but she wasn’t ready yet.
“Jennifer?” he called to her. “You done in there?”
“In a minute.” She picked up her brush and pretended it was a microphone and she was on stage belting out the melody with Boyz II Men. She practiced a few dance moves in front of the mirror. Would this be the night Darren would ask her to dance?
She sprayed her bangs again, then spritzed more mousse onto the palm of her hand before scrunching up her curls in hopes of giving them a little extra bounce.
It had taken a lot of pleading to convince her dad to
