Sunday, February 16, 2014

Girl Fight! Her New Smile Launched a Million Internet Looks! Part 1.

-Your “it’s a beautiful brand new day” smile IS QUICKLY AND QUIETLY SUCKING UP ALL OF THE OXYGEN, which slippery slides straight into HSR’s voluminous reserves!-



It all started in high school, just after she got her orthodontic braces off.

Her face was pretty and smooth just like a model.

And she was a starter on the school’s water polo team. Practicing endless hours with the team resulted in her growing a strong and statuesque physique.

Rona. That was her name.

She knew what she wanted her smile to look like, after the braces were removed, and she didn’t want her smile’s end product to look like that of all the other girls.

Rona wanted, and got, hers with a slight spacing in between the upper two front teeth.

She knew something that the other girls at the school didn’t.

This girl knew from her copious psychology readings, that the eyes of an observer are drawn and attracted to something on a person’s face that is different than usual. That difference could even be an imperfection, or anything out of the ordinary.

And in some cultures around the world, a pause between the two teeth may mean a person has heightened virility, fertility, and beauty power.

But, her teeth were naturally as white as the driven snow, and straight enough to make an orthodontist feel dreamy, so there was no check in any negative box there.

It was that empty distance in front that made the difference, almost like a “dainty diastema!”

The intended consequence of all of this, was that, when she spoke to her male and female classmates, they would keep glancing and staring at the separation between her shiny symmetrical teeth, to the extent that they sometimes would not pay attention to what she was saying.

Word got around the school that there was something hot, new, and intriguing about Rona, and the boyfriends of the other girls wanted to see it for themselves in between classes.

They would excitedly pass by her locker, where she kept her other books and a vanity mirror inside, and wait there for her to talk to her friends.

Rona spoke with her schoolmates, and even then, she knew how to use her smile weapon sparingly to the boys, to maximum mesmerizing effect.  When the guys were around, every ten seconds or so, she would laugh wide and give a big, carefree, head-tilting, smile.  

The guys would see her shine it out and give each other a “did-you-see-that” elbow.
And confide in each other what they would like to do with her…immediately!

They would take an extra-deep breath, as their testosterone levels would spike!

But many of the other girls weren’t so thrilled, especially Meg, who was the captain of the cheerleading squad.

Her boyfriend, Curtis, was the very popular captain of the football team, and student body president. He and his buddies now started to change their swaggering route between classes to pass by Rona’s locker, too.

And Meg didn’t like his new routine one bit! She was steaming because she desperately wanted Curtis to only have longing eyes for her!

She caught Curtis dreaming at Rona like she was a win-the-game, first-and-goal play with ten seconds left!

Meg had to come up with her own plan, and quick! She was not going to lose her man to this, this…girl!

Nothing unlawful, mind you. She just didn’t want her golden relationship threatened at all!

And some of the other girls in her clique would only be too happy to stop Rona from getting all of this new desirous attention from their boyfriends, too.

Even the nerdy geeks are drooling, when she walks closely by, making them wet their calculators, causing them to shoot sparks and short-circuit lightining!

"Tomorrow," Meg swears,…"it’s going down!"

TO BE CONTINUED…

May you have many… you can lead a horse to water, and sometimes it’ll drink all of the water!...one  can teach an old dog new tricks, but, in the end, a dog is still a dog (woof, woof!)…there’s so much more to humanity, and the cosmos—check it out!…smiles!

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