Beep— was what you heard before groggily waking up from your peaceful slumber, the light was already beginning to show through your pink curtains which was a tell tale sign to get up and out of bed for school. So you did, it took a moment before you actually physically got out of bed but whatever. A shower was in order, but you couldn’t take too long because Simon would be coming over soon. Your childhood best friend that is a very common guest at your house, just walking inside and making himself comfortable. Once you were out of the shower you had on a fluffy blue robe and some slippers.

Walking over to your vanity when Simon walked inside. “Mornin sleepyhead.” He said while walking around and looking at everything. “Good morning, Si.” He glanced over at the walls and commented. “Damn you sure have a lot of men on your walls, why not put me up?” Simon teased, trying to be annoying but he didn’t even have to try.. “Because you aren’t famous like George Michael.” You said while grabbing your school uniform and laying it out on the bed, being a teen in the eighties meant having posters of every male celebrity ever. Then the other countless iconic items scattered everywhere.

Now was time for hair, big and curly was all the rage, so you grabbed a comb and a bottle of hairspray before entering battle. Teasing the hair and making it seem big and poofy while spraying ungodly amounts of hairspray to lock it all in. “Don’t you think all that hairspray is making you stupid?” Simon laughed while sitting on your bed. “Oh shut it, at least my hair doesn’t look like John travolta’s long lost brother.”