Later that evening, Angelica, Chuckie, Danny, Jazz, Phil, Lil, Tommy, Tucker, and I were sitting in Tommy’s bedroom with our piggybanks in our hands. Our parents were downstairs waiting for us to come down and go to the dance, but we didn’t want them to see what we were up to.
Tommy’s room was pretty cool. His little bed was cute. It was one of those four post beds. But, instead of posts, there was a giant, smiling bear with Tommy’s name on it in big letters, with its arm extended toward the sides of the bed. The bear’s feet were on the very edge of the bed.
The walls were painted a light pink, with a ton of Reptar stuff hung up everywhere. I don’t get how Tommy’s able to sleep with all of those dinosaurs staring at him. Danny and I were huge fans of Reptar when we were little. I had all sorts of Reptar collectibles in my room. Action figures, electronics, movies, posters, books, mobiles, you name it. But by the time I turned three, all those Reptars staring at me started to give me the creeps. So, I stuffed all that stuff into one big box and put it in my closet. I haven’t opened it since.
As I sat on Tommy’s dark blue carpet, I smoothed a wrinkled spot on my dress. I know what you guys are probably thinking right now, and I don’t want to hear it. Any of the guys who are listening to this should be pretty lucky that they don’t have to suffer the torture of wearing a dress. For special occasions, boys can just wear basically all of the normal stuff they wear almost everyday. Just a button up shirt, some dress pants, dress shoes, and possibly a tie.
I had asked my Mom why I needed to wear a light purple dress with white lace around the sleeves for two hours, when I could’ve just put on a white button up shirt and black dress pants, all she said was, “Because little girls wears dresses, Sammykins.”
I sighed. “Mom, I’m not a little girl anymore! I’m practically six years old already!” I knew it wasn’t right to talk back to your parents, but this was a very serious matter to me.
“Yes, dear. I know you are.” Mom had said in that stern voice, which really meant, “Listen to me or you’re not going to the dance.” So I kept my mouth shut.
“Besides,” my Dad added, “you’ll look very cute in that dress. It looks just like one of your Grandma’s old ones.”
‘Great.’ I thought. ‘Now I have to wear this stupid dress to the dance, and the 1920’s are happening all over again!’
I put a smile on my face like I had changed my mind. I didn’t want to be rude to my Mom and Dad. Or to my Grandma for that matter. I love them all so much, I didn’t want them to think I was being a brat. Plus, I didn’t want to hurt their feelings.
‘Besides,’ I thought, ‘it’ll only be for a couple of hours.’
So, now I’m in Tommy’s room, sitting on my knees, with a purple dress pinching my legs. ‘Well, it could’ve been worse.’ I thought. ‘I could’ve been sucked into a black hole with a bunch of spiders and snakes.’
I quickly glanced at Danny. He didn’t look all that happy either. After all, it was Valentines Day. Plus he had to wear that ridiculous suit to the dance. I couldn’t blame Danny, even if I was still mad at him.
Suddenly, Tommy stood up. “Okay, babies and genermen!” he cried. He looked cute with his little light blue button up shirt and dark blue bow tie. “We all knows why we’re heres in my bedroom. But just in case we don’t, we’re trying to put our moneys togethers to see if we can get our Mommy’s and Daddy’s some pictures of us for Valemtimes Day, which is today, and-,”
“Oh, will you just get on with it you dumb baby!” Angelica yelled. “We’re wasting valuable time heres!” She smoothed out her light pink dress.
“Um, sorry, Angelica!” Tommy exclaimed. “Now who wants to goes firstest?”
Danny’s older sister Jazz raised her hand.
“Okay, Jazz! Let’s see what you gots!”
Danny translated what Tommy had said to Jazz. She’s seven years old, so she can’t speak to babies very well anymore. So, to avoid saying anything embarrassing, Danny became Jazz’s translator.
“Well, Tommy,” Jazz started, “I counted my money before I got here, so I know for a fact that I have three dollars and fifty cents.”
Tommy nodded. “That’s great! Danny, how much money do you haves?”
Danny dumped his bills and coins out of his piggy bank, and onto the floor. After counting twice he said, “Err, five dollars.”
“Tucker?” Tommy asked.
“Also five dollars.” he answered.
“Sam?” Everyone’s head turned toward me.
“Four dollars and fifty cents.” I said after counting my money.
“Angelica?”
She sighed loudly. “Two dollars. That was all I could find.”
“Phil and Lil?”
“Two quarters.”
“Chuckie?”
“I finded two quarters and a dime.”
Tommy nodded again with a look of satisfaction on his face. “Great job you guys! All I could find was two nickels. I’m sure we gots enough moneys for the pictures!” He turned to me. “Hey, Sam! Wanna counts all of this?”
“Sure!” I exclaimed.
I started counting the money. I just hoped that we had enough for the pictures. I couldn’t bear seeing the babies disappointed. And get this. We got up to twenty-three dollars and twenty cents! It was a miracle! We were going to get our parents the best Valentines Day present ever!
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