"Should I get it?" Roxanne asked, still looking at herself in the mirror.
"Definately. I'll be your friiiend.." Andrea mocked. "You're an alright kid. Annoying, but alright." she said, laughing. Roxanne beamed with happiness. Regal Roxanne and Atrocious Andrea. Who would have thought that they would be friends?
Andrea helped her pick out two more shirts and a sweatshirt, all with Happy Bunny on them. He was kinda cute. Roxanne and Andrea left about an hour later, Roxanne happy to have made friends with her, and Andrea, well, we will never know what Andrea thinks.
Andrea and Roxanne became really great friends that day. Roxanne slowly became transformed into a person that slightly resembled Andrea. She wore belly shirts and torn up jeans. She just didn't like the idea of getting her nose and eyebrows pierced.
As the year came to a close, that's when Roxanne met James. He was voted "Most Popular" in all four years. How he had noticed Roxanne, of all people, was always a mystery. He had come up to her one day and asked her to the Farewell dance at the end of the year.
"I-i-i... I would l-l-love to!" She stammered. James ended up kissing her on the cheek before he left and he left Roxanne in a state of shock.
"Rox? What is your prob?" Andrea asked, poking Roxanne's stomach. "You looked stunned or something." she said, laughing.
"Guess who just asked me to the dance?!" Rox cried, jumping up and down.
"James?" Andrea replied, almost positive it was him. Roxie had had her eyes on him forever.
"Hmm, how'd you know?" Roxie said, laughing. "Are you going with Dylan?"
"Probably. I can't believe I'm actually going. I've never gone to a dance in my entire life. Want to girl-itize me this weekend? Make it look like I at least tried to act like a girl?" she asked.
"Why not. You have a dress? You can borrow my black one." Roxie said as they walked to math together.
"Cool, thanks." Andrea said. Roxie and Andrea had new seats together in the back of the room. They laughed and whispered during class because they had a substitute who looked over a hundred years old. He couldn't hear a thing.