"Theresa said, "Is this some kind of cruel joke?"Jennifer said, " If it is then we aren't in on it. Mickey show them thescar."She hiked up the skirt...and showed them the faint scar on her leg.Theresa slumped back with her hand on her forehead.Mickey's dad asked, "Are you sure Mickey isn't one of those cross-dressers or something like that."Jennifer said, "Mickey go to the bedroom and bring out the clothes youwere wearing last night."Mickey went into the roommate's room and came back out with. While it booted up, I shrugged off my denim cropped jacket and high heels. I was currently bartending at a lounge down the street from my apartment. I pulled the hair tie from my silky platinum blonde hair, letting it ripple down to my mid back. I shook it lightly, tousling it as the Internet opened up. Crossing my long, lean legs, I logged into a chat site I had began to frequent. I signed on with the username Emmalee, and logged in. The adult chat room was fairly busy tonight. I began. .." You know, Alan, it's a woman thing. I really don't understand, either." I beckoned Beatrice and she ran to me and tried to squeeze me to death, bawling her eyes out. I looked down at Alan. "Do YOU like chow mein?" It's okay, I guess." You like something better, then." Yes. Hot dogs. From the place where they bring them out to your car. I like the ones with the chili stuff on them." Okay, maybe we'd better get hot dogs so Aunt Bea can get this whole thing under control," I advised."Yay!"I. Mom, "Hi honey, I made you kids some eggs with beans."Brandon, "Sorry mom, but I got to go." Brandon quickly hugs his mom and grabs some granola bars from the cabinets. Brandon's Mom annoyed seeing her son not eating probably.Mom, "I don't want you to eat granola bars forever you know."Brandon grabs his backpack and goes straight to the door, "sorry mom, I promise you that I will eat something other than a granola bar." Brandon leaves his house as he eats one of his granola bars.As walking.