I was still feeling beautiful when I showed up at school that evening and walked to the music room in my doll baby shoes. My dad shook his head with another “That boy’s not right.” I walked into the music room and everybody started laughing. My friend Mike wasn’t dressed up like a baby doll. He was dressed up like a G.I. Joe. His face was painted with camouflage face paint. When he saw me he started laughing too.
He said, “I can’t believe you did it. What were you thinking?”
I looked at him and said, “I thought we were all going to dress up like baby dolls.”
I thought we agreed to it. He laughed.
I thought, “Well at least I can still count on Jay.”
I knew Jay would be dressed up too.
But then Jay came walking through the door and he wasn’t dressed up like a baby doll either. He was dressed up like a G.I. Joe.