Stepsisters Part 1 do-over
Elizabeth Gurney was mad.
She was so mad she couldn't see straight.
She was so mad she wanted to do something drastic.
The object of
anger was her father. After 2 years he
finally got a girlfriend after divorcing her mother, and he chose Ms. Swanbrook?? To be sure, Ms. Swanbrook
was a perfectly excellent lady. She made brownies like nobody's business and
was the president of Elizabeth 's PTA. She
wasn't the problem. The problem was her daughter. Vincent
Jennifer Swanbrook was so stereotypical it was amazing how she existed outside of a book or a DVD case. Starting with her blond hair with a purple strip down to her rhinestoned boots and all the sassy designer in between, she was something the traditional popular girl, with all the rudeness to social outcasts that came with it. She was something of a nemesis to
. Why? I'll explain. Elizabeth
Elizabeth Emily Gurney had never worn any makeup in her life, or even wanted to, apart from when she was five and pretending to be a pirate with a big-lipstick-scar on her cheek. She had never had a crush on a boy or worn earrings-because unlike most girls at VCMS, her ears weren't pierced. And, of course,
hated Jennifer. Elizabeth
At this point, you may be wondering what
looked like at age 13, or worse, imagining her wrong. Elizabeth still has thick shoulder-length
chestnut hair, but has long since discarded her purple glasses for contacts.
Her eyes are still light green and she is still average height, weight, and
shoe size, as far as I can tell without being impolite. After all, it would
hardly be courteous to ask her how many pounds she is. Elizabeth
The generous splatter of freckles across her small nose has faded now. She still loves art with the fever of days gone by and she still loves cats, though Jasper is long in his shoe-box grave. It's a little melancholy to see her beautiful little children now that look so like she used to-but this account is by no means just a friend's memoir. It is a story, and so I will make it worth the reader's while.
was mad. She wanted to shake her father and scream at him, but she knew it was
no use. Instead, she decided to wait it out, and perhaps do something to ruin
the relationship…but now it was time for bed. There was school in the morning,
and after what Jennifer had done last Thursday, she had her revenge all planned