TOMBOY
NANCY is every guy’s best friend, laid back and fun. In an effort to get her crush to see her as more than “one of the guys,” she’s ditched her casual look for something a little more … uncomfortable.
If this is what it’s like being a girl, maybe I don’t want to be a girl. You know what I mean? Not a girlie girl. High heels are unnatural. If we were supposed to be like this, our feet would grow this way. We would have evolved to have these huge, pointy heels. This is one of those things men made up to torture women. It’s killing me!
Are you sure this will attract Brad, my one true love? It will be worth it if he actually looks at me for once. Well, sure he looks at me, but he doesn’t look at me. Not in that way. He thinks I’m a buddy; I’m one of the guys. It’s, like, my curse. I’m invisible to the opposite sex. I have no feminine charms. Zero. Ow! My ankle! This sucks!
I hate being a female. Why can’t I just be me?
Brad looked at me? When? When? When I twisted my ankle? Great! Great! So he saw me looking like an ass. Fantastic. I was better off in my flip-flops!