“C’mon. You’ve got great figure. Flaunt yourself!”
“Yeah,” chorused her cheerleaders. She’d agreed to meet Jason, the new boy in school, to help him catch up with the curriculum. Julie’s friends were helping her get ready.
“For heaven’s sake! It’s not a date.”
“Oh, but what if?” wondered Katie.
Waving them goodbye an hour later, Julie sighed. They’d forced her into a little black dress and black heels, with her hair in a bun.
“Good luck!” Ruth yelled walking away.
As they disappeared, Julie ran upstairs. She pulled on a ragged t-shirt and shabby jeans.
She’d rather flaunt her mind.