the goth girl

Randy spotted a girl he recognized. It was Robin Hurley. She was the bratty little sister of one his friends from high school. She was in eighth grade when he was a senior in high school. He remembered her from going to her older brother Greg's house. She was always sullen and foul mouthed for an eighth grader. He saw her duck into the girl's bathroom, and he followed her in.

"What the fuck are you doing, creep?" she asked.

"I'm the school psychologist, Robin," said Randy. "It's normal for me to be here."

She hopped up on a sink. "Aren't you one of my loser brother's friends from high school?"

"Now, Robin...."

"I prefer Raven, loser."

"Robin, you need to shut up for a second and listen to me."

Robin stopped talking. She reached into her purse and pulled out a pack of cigarettes.

"Robin, I know all about you," said Randy. "I know the only reason you smoke is that you really crave a man's cock in your mouth, and when you can't get it, you smoke."

Robin froze as she was lifting the the cigarette to her mouth. "I...I...uh..."

"And I know you secretly love pink, and only put on this tough girl goth act for your friends, and you need to stop it."

"What...what should I do?" a now confused Robin asked.

"Give in to your love of pink. You really need to dye your hair pink...._all _of your hair pink, eyebrows, and...all of your hair. Buy all pink clothes, the frillier and girlier the better. Wear nothing but pink lipstick, eyeshadow, and blush. And wear nothing but pink from your shoes to your hair bows for the rest of high school."

"You know, I've so wanted to so that for a long time now."

"Good," said Randy, "and stop smoking. You really _hate _cigarettes, and it's all just an act. You hate the taste and smell of them."

"I know they're _so _gross!" said Robin. She wadded up the pack of cigarettes and tossed them into a trashcan.

"Just suck a lot of cock," said Randy. "You're a senior, right?"

"Yeah."

"So do your best to suck off every boy in the senior class, but be careful you don't suck off a guy with a girlfriend who can kick your ass, and instead of Robin, insist people call you Pinky Girl."

"Pinky Girl? I love it!"