“Time Stamp: Back to the 80’s (Part Three: MASHin’ at the Mall)” (Page 5)

They looked vaguely like her “little ponies” she played with when she was little..yet their necks were shorter, and they seemed a bit chubbier. Jennifer thought they actually looked kind of cute.


 

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“It’s called a cell phone,” said Jennifer. Mandy wrinkled her nose in disgust. Jennifer continued, “It does…everything. You can watch movies on it, take pictures and stream music and get on the….” She cut herself off, knowing they would have no idea what the internet is. “You can go shopping with it and everything! You can even play games on it!”

Kirsti tilted her head. “But it’s so…small,” she said. “How can see the little dots that Pac-Man needs to eat?”

“No, we don’t play….It’s just really cool,” said Jennifer. “Especially being able to watch videos.” Meanwhile, some type of music video was, rather coincidentally, lighting up the TV.

“Like how could you see what the band looks like if the screen’s so small?” said Ellie, thinking Jennifer meant music videos.

“I don’t know,” said Mandy. “That’ll never take off on the mainland. That must be a Hawaii thing.” Then, completely disinterested, the three of them went over and plopped by Ellie’s sister on the couch.

For a moment, Jennifer simply stood there, the dead cell phone in her hand. Knowing she could not prove herself without any way to charge the phone, she simply went over and joined them, sitting beside Ellie’s sister as she played with some sort of pony toys. They looked vaguely like her “little ponies” she played with when she was little, with the little symbols painted on their hindquarters—yet their necks were shorter, and they seemed a bit chubbier. Jennifer thought they actually looked kind of cute.

They heard a car rambling up the driveway. “Rad,” said Ellie. “My mom’s home.”

A moment later, Ellie’s mom came bounding through the door—and “bounding” may have been an understatement.

“Oh, hi girls,” she said, her dark feathered hair flipping all over the place. She wore a leotard that had a cut-out area in the front, revealing a small t-shirt underneath. The outfit was complete with tights and leg-warmers.

“Hey mom,” said Ellie. “This is Jennifer.” She casually pointed her thumb at Jennifer. ©Brenna Pierson

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