the next morning

Crystal woke up to the sound of her cell phone. It had falled out of her pocket and onto the bathroom floor. She lazily answered it.

"Hey, Crysty!" said the high pitched voice of Crystal's friend Roxanne. "We still going to the beach today, huh?"

"Um, yeah," said Crystal getting to her knees. Crystal loved going to the beach and working on her tan and showing off her body. "I'm picking you up at 11."

"Great, love ya, girlie!"

Crystal looked at her phone. It was 9 am.

She pulled herself up on the bathroom sink and turned on the cold water. She splashed water on her face then looked up into the mirror above the sink. She gasped. It was not a dream. She looked like a cheap whore. Not only that, but her hair had turned platinum blonde and was thicker and wavier and was poofed out so that she looked like a Texas beauty pageant contestant from 1986. She tried to wash off the make up, but it was not make up. It was in her skin. She then tried to brush her hair, but it kept springing back up into the big poofy style. The word "Cunt!" was no longer on her head.

Crystal didn't know what to do. She then got out her make up and did her best to cover up her face with concealer and other make up to subdue her look. Acheiving some success, she tried to pin her hair back with bobby pins, but her hair kept springing the pins loose. Her hair was also too big for her to put a ball cap on.

Crystal sighed. Mabye Roxanne could help or no one would notice, but she felt oddly compelled to go about her day. She put on her bright pink bikini and a long sleevelees white t-shirt over it. She slipped on her sandals and grabbed her purse.

She picked up Roxanne who could not get over Crystal's hair and teased her about it as Crystal tried to explain it was just a bad hair day and bad dye job.

At the beach, the two found a spot. Crystal pulled off her t-shirt and dropped it on her towel. She then knelt down and started applying suntan lotion on her arms.

Two guys walked up behind Crystal. "Excuse me," one said"

Crystal looked over her shoulder and smiled because the two guys were hot. "yes,"
she asked coyly.

"Is that true?" asked one pointing to her lower back. Crystal tried to look at her lower back but couldn't get a good look. "What does it say?" she asked in a panic.