“Time Stamp: Back to the 80’s (Part Three: MASHin’ at the Mall)” (Page 6)

All she had seen were guys with hair sticking up and with hairsprayed bangs hovering over their face in a wave shape.


 

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“Hi, Jennifer,” said Ellie’s mom, bouncing over and extended her hand. “Sorry I look like this—just got back from aerobics.” She shook Jennifer’s hand and adjusted her leotard. “You girls going to the mall today? Let’s go!”

Despite apologizing for her aerobics wardrobe just a moment before, she immediately turned around rushed back to the door without even putting on a sweater.

“Yeah!” Mandy exclaimed.

They all made their way out the door, Ellie asking, “Are we taking the station wagon?”

“Yep,” said Ellie’s mom.

The station wagon, it turned out, looked like an antique version of a crossover. It was a bit shorter, and like all the cars at the time, was very boxy. They all climbed into the back seats, Ellie’s mom plopping into the front and starting to blast some loud synthesizer music on the radio.

“Dead or Alive!” she cried. “These guys are groovy!”

“Mom!” said Ellie, in an embarrassed tone. “I can’t believe you just said that! ‘Groovy’ is so old!”

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After a couple of hours of shopping for leggings, puffy skirts and “Madonna bows,” as Mandy put it, the girls settled on getting some ice cream. They sat in the food court concentrating on their ice cream for a while, Jennifer glad for the break in trying to deflect questions
about “Hawaii.”

“So,” said Mandy, after a while, and with a scheming smile. “Have you seen any boys you like at school?” The other girls took a bite of ice cream and stared at Jennifer eagerly.

“Um,” said Jennifer, for all she had seen were guys with hair sticking up and with hairsprayed bangs hovering over their face in a wave shape—she had not even noticed anyone’s face. She laughed  ©Brenna Pierson

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