The short girl, who may or may not be me, awkwardly stood up. She almost fainted. Her movements were like those dumb cows right before they get tipped over by college phrat kids. Dizziness came from a root canal which her dentist recommended so she wouldn't suffer "unrepairable damage." She didn't believe him. I didn't believe him.
One side of her face, the side with silver skull hoops on her ears, was as swollen as a watermelon on steroids. The only thing she could feel was heat and pressure. It was like a Hypercolor shirt.
Do you remember those from the early 90s? You know the ones where you put your hand on it and that part changes from color to bleach white? Kind of like a tie dye shirt, but better. The scientific term is thermochromic pigment. Everyone I knew in high school (1992-1996) had one and it stopped working after they accidentally put it in the dryer with other laundry. It stops looking cool; gets all blotchy and plain and who doesn't own a frumpy white t-shirt? I own several. I dye my hair in them.
Anyways, this short girl presses her cheek over and over making blood ooze from the fresh wounds in her gums. She couldn't feel a thing. All she could feel is the warmth of her hand, like a heating pad. The Novocaine soon wears off and her face now hurts and is a blotchy mess, like a Hypercolor shirt that went through the dryer. Her beautiful complexion, gone. The doctor did say unrepairable damage.
Linkin Park - Numb
Cover by: Adrian Lee
1 comments:
Yes, thank you Lisa, I hope everything is going fine with you. It'd be cool to visit California sometime and meet. I've never been and would love to see that great state of yours.:) You should make your way to Montreal as well, it's a greaat city and very laid back.:)
Take care.
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