Awesome-ness: Calling Ace - where are you? Are you doing anything awesome today?
Devon had been having a pretty awesome day. Carol Funke had come home with him and they'd palled around all afternoon long.
And he was ready to take that leap - he was going to tell her that he was into her!
"Ew! No way!" Carol said, holding her fingers shaped like an L up to her forehead. "You're a loser freshman!"
"Yeah... well... you have stupid hair!" Devon retorted angrily. She hadn't needed to be so mean about it!
Carol scoffed. "Oh, I have stupid hair? Look at yours! It's dumb with the black roots and blonde tips!"
Devon stared in the mirror. Was his hair really that stupid?
Finding a bottle of temporary dye under the sink, Devon slathered it in his hair. There, he thought, glancing in the mirror. A new & improved Devon!
Then, feeling mischievous, he put the rest of the hair dye in the shampoo bottle and snickered. He couldn't wait to see Chase's face when he came in to get ready for school tomorrow morning!
"Devon!" Bethany said, pounding on the door. "Hurry up in there, you're hogging the bathroom!"
Devon checked his reflection once again. "Hold on Bethany. I'm not done yet!"
Bethany started pulling on the knob. Devon lunged for the door to keep her from opening it. Shoot, why'd he forget to lock it?!
"You'd better be decent!" she called out, elbowing her way into the bathroom. Her eyes widened when she saw his hair. "Oh, Devon!" she said sadly. "Your Dad's going to kill you when he sees your hair!"
Devon shrugged. It was his hair - he could do what he wanted to it!
Bethany rolled her eyes and started to shove Devon from the room. "Why do I bother? Shoo! I need to take a shower so I can go see Topher!"
Devon put his finger in his ear and pretended he couldn't hear her. "What was that Auntie Bethany? I'm not hearing too well right now. I think the screech damaged my ear drums..."
Bethany stomped her foot and shoved Devon's hand out of her face. "I'm telling Mom!" she snapped, then hurried up the stairs.
"And you think that excuses your behavior?" Holly asked incredulously. She sighed impatiently. "When will you ever start thinking before you act? I expect more from you!"
Devon kicked at the floor, shuffling his feet. He couldn't even look his Grandma in the eye. "I'm sorry Grandma. I don't know what came over me... I just wanted to change my hair... it's stupid!"
Holly shook her head. Kids! "Your hair is not stupid. Now I want you to go wash that gunk out of your hair immediately!"
"Yes ma'am," Devon mumbled again
"I appreciate that, Devon. But I don't believe I'm the one you should be apologizing to..."
Devon nodded. "I promise I'll talk to her in the morning!"