Wednesday August 17 th

11:30am

Woke up to Angus playing with my feet under the covers. I wonder where Gordy is? I saw a mouse run across my floor, followed by a blur of fur, erlack.

I pulled Angus on to my lap, and started to pet him, but then he sunk his teeth into my hand.

Two minutes later

Now he's purring.

Five minutes later

Doorbell rang. I couldn't hear mutti, vati, or Libby snoring. They might be out. I got out of bed, and took a quick look at myself in the mirror. My makeup had smudged all over my face from last night. I'd skipped the panda woman look, and jumped straight to lady raccoon. I crept down stairs to see if I could tell who was at the door by looking through the glass.

Thirty seconds later

It's Dave the Laugh. I started to run back towards the stairs to at least get the makeup off my face when he called through the door.

"I can see you, sex kitty." I stopped.

Damn him. I started to make another break for it.

"Come on, Gee, open the door." He sounded serious.

I sighed, and tried to wipe as much of my makeup off as I could. It wasn't perfect, but it didn't look as bad.

I opened the door.

Ten minutes later

I think Dave just had the laughing attack to end all laughing attacks. He just about fell over when he saw me. Apparently I didn't do as good of a job as I thought I had in the makeup removal with my jimjams process.

In the bathroom

I asked Dave to put the water on for tea, whilst I re-did my makeup. As always I go for the natural look as to not look like I'm trying too hard. Mascara, lippy, eye liner, conce- What?

Dave thought it would be funny to pop into the loo out of nowhere, wearing his red clown nose. "Why do you put so much effort into your looks? You could be solving word peace, or figure out which armrest is yours at the pictures."

I stared at him, he is so confusing. And cute. "Because, if I didn't, then I would look dull, and have uneven skin coloring, and the orangutan gene would eventually cover my entire body, so that I would look like an owl pellet. You know, those things that they cough up that have bones in it, and are like surrounded by fur. Or a werewolf."

It was his turn to stare. "What am I going to do with you?"

I said, "You're going to let me finish becoming decent to the public eye, and you will go get the water off the stove before it burns."

He asked, "Does water burn?"

"It's possible."

In the living room

I broke the silence. "So, why did you stop by at such an early hour?"

"Gee, it's almost noon."

"That's beside the point."

"I think it's very to the point."

Ugh, not this again.

"A mate can't just stop by another mate's house to chat?"

"Normally, yes. When the mate is you, no."

"Well, I just wanted to talk to you…about things… that are sort of, you know…a little bit…erm… to me."

He was turning into Ellen. I opened up my compact to make sure my mascara hadn't smudged.

Dave rolled his eyes. "Gee , you are so superficial."

"I am not! I put a lot of work into my natural look. Girls have it a lot harder than guys."

"Ha! You're even madder than I thought."

Hey! I take offense to that! I blame my family. Shut up, brain. "What are you talking about?"

"Isn't it obvious? Guys have to put up with girls hormones, they can never do anything right, and we're expected to be macho every second of the day."

I could kill him. "Girls have to deal with guys and their 'see you later', and make up, and hair!"

"But guys can't do anything for a girl without being accused of wanting to get to number 10 with her!"

"How do you know about the snogging scale?"

"Jas told me."

Typico.

Fifteen minutes later

Dave, and I have rounded up our mates in the park.

I said, "Dave and I have come up with an experiment."

Dave said, "We want to show each other what it's like to be the other person."

Jas looked confused; she started to raise her hand.

I said, "Jas, shut up."

"Bu-"

"Shut up."

Dave continued, "that means that the guys will have to act, dress, and talk like girls, and the girls will have to act, dress, and talk like guys."

Sven and the girls nodded along excitedly.

I said, "This means that Dave and I will switch, Jas and Tom will switch, Ellen(pause to hold back gag) and Whel- I mean Peter will switch, Rosie and Sven will switch, Rollo and Jools will switch, and Mabs and…where is Mabs?"

Rosie said, "she said that she had to do something involving a bags of crisps, and a dolphin. And that we shouldn't wait up for her…"

We all nodded.

Dave said, "the conditions are that if someone asks why or what you are doing drag, you can't respond. Each pair of people who are switching are a team, whoever stops doing drag first in that team has to be the other persons servent for a week." He winked.

Rollo shook his head back and forth. "After this is done, I will never admit to having done this, no matter if I'm bounded, gagged, or sat on by Sven."

He must be serious. Sven is big.

Everyone ran into town with their other team member, excited to get started.

A/N

Controlling the orangutan gene inspired me to do this. I just pictured Dave the Laugh making fun of Georgia for putting so much effort into her looks. I hope to post the second chapter soon. Positive, negative, critiquingative, whatever the case, review!

Xoxo

Tay