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Jan. 27th, 2005 12:52 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
holliYes, I know last week I was writing porn. This, however, is both entirely G-rated and unabashedly cute and fluffy. Because Greta? Is my FAVORITE, and Tim? Needs a hug.
It starts with the girls in their math class, who aren't, Greta thinks, very nice. She knows Elias is actually a very exclusive, very *expensive* private school, and just because none of *her* friends are paying full tuition doesn't mean there aren't *other* kids who are, and who want people to know it. But honestly, do they have to be so *mean* about it? So they have money. Greta's been to other *planets,* and you don't hear *her* bragging.
But these girls *do* like to brag-- about the teeny purses they carry, which apparently cost more than Greta's parents spent on *food*, and the cars they drive, and the dresses they're buying for prom. Never mind that it's *junior* prom, and they're getting another one in a year. They're going on and on and on about corsages and hair appointments and *limos*, of all things. And when Cassie rolls her eyes, and makes a very loud, very exasperated noise, they turn as one to face her, like in that awful, mean movie Cissie made them watch, with the girl from Edward Scissorhands, and the red scrunchy.
"So I'm guessing *you* don't have a date," says one of them, the one with the really shiny hair, and according to Cissie, anyway, really professional highlights. She also has the teeniest purse, which is apparently also the most expensive, and Greta briefly considers putting together an algebraic formula that would prove the link between purse size and how popular you are. She thinks she'll tell Traya about it after class.
"I *have* a date," says Cassie, who Greta can tell is trying *really* hard not to blush, or punch someone. Cassie doesn't talk about Kon a lot, because she thinks Cissie doesn't want to hear it, but Greta knows Cassie hasn't actually asked him about prom yet.
"Superboy said he could take off from the Titans that weekend, right, Cass?" Cissie says, so smoothly even Greta believes it for a second. Cassie just stares at her-- and so do the tiny-purse girls-- until Cassie stammers a yes. "That's nice," Cissie says, calm as can be, and goes back to her worksheet.
The tiny-purse brigade have eyes as big as *saucers*, every last one of them. Greta can't help but giggle. She reaches over her desk to poke Cissie in the shoulder. "Who are *you* gonna bring?" Cissie blinks for a second, and then shrugs.
"Bart and I always go to each others' dances. I figured he wouldn't mind." She turns back around. The tiny-purse girls, now that there's no one to mock or stare at, go back to talking about shoes.
Greta thinks it'll be nice, having the boys at a school event. She doesn't get to see them much these days. But, Greta realizes, if Cassie's taking Kon, and Cissie's taking Bart--
"I think I'll ask Tim if he wants to go," says Greta. Cassie and Cissie whip around in their seats so fast, Cassie almost tips over. "Well, I don't want him to be left *out*."
It starts with the girls in their math class, who aren't, Greta thinks, very nice. She knows Elias is actually a very exclusive, very *expensive* private school, and just because none of *her* friends are paying full tuition doesn't mean there aren't *other* kids who are, and who want people to know it. But honestly, do they have to be so *mean* about it? So they have money. Greta's been to other *planets,* and you don't hear *her* bragging.
But these girls *do* like to brag-- about the teeny purses they carry, which apparently cost more than Greta's parents spent on *food*, and the cars they drive, and the dresses they're buying for prom. Never mind that it's *junior* prom, and they're getting another one in a year. They're going on and on and on about corsages and hair appointments and *limos*, of all things. And when Cassie rolls her eyes, and makes a very loud, very exasperated noise, they turn as one to face her, like in that awful, mean movie Cissie made them watch, with the girl from Edward Scissorhands, and the red scrunchy.
"So I'm guessing *you* don't have a date," says one of them, the one with the really shiny hair, and according to Cissie, anyway, really professional highlights. She also has the teeniest purse, which is apparently also the most expensive, and Greta briefly considers putting together an algebraic formula that would prove the link between purse size and how popular you are. She thinks she'll tell Traya about it after class.
"I *have* a date," says Cassie, who Greta can tell is trying *really* hard not to blush, or punch someone. Cassie doesn't talk about Kon a lot, because she thinks Cissie doesn't want to hear it, but Greta knows Cassie hasn't actually asked him about prom yet.
"Superboy said he could take off from the Titans that weekend, right, Cass?" Cissie says, so smoothly even Greta believes it for a second. Cassie just stares at her-- and so do the tiny-purse girls-- until Cassie stammers a yes. "That's nice," Cissie says, calm as can be, and goes back to her worksheet.
The tiny-purse brigade have eyes as big as *saucers*, every last one of them. Greta can't help but giggle. She reaches over her desk to poke Cissie in the shoulder. "Who are *you* gonna bring?" Cissie blinks for a second, and then shrugs.
"Bart and I always go to each others' dances. I figured he wouldn't mind." She turns back around. The tiny-purse girls, now that there's no one to mock or stare at, go back to talking about shoes.
Greta thinks it'll be nice, having the boys at a school event. She doesn't get to see them much these days. But, Greta realizes, if Cassie's taking Kon, and Cissie's taking Bart--
"I think I'll ask Tim if he wants to go," says Greta. Cassie and Cissie whip around in their seats so fast, Cassie almost tips over. "Well, I don't want him to be left *out*."
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Date: 2005-01-27 06:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-01-27 06:37 am (UTC)But oh well. Greta!
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Date: 2005-01-27 06:53 am (UTC)(And Bart/Cissie-ness! Yay!)
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Date: 2005-01-27 06:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-01-27 09:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-01-27 02:58 pm (UTC)Young Justice: The Prom Issue. With Cissie and Cassie and Greta and Anita modeling dresses, and the boys showing off tuxes. It'd be like a normal teen magazine, except with totally ripped models.
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Date: 2005-01-27 03:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-01-27 03:43 pm (UTC)Yay! Tiny dancing Bart!
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Date: 2005-01-27 03:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-01-27 04:00 pm (UTC)