Jessie's New Look

	Jessie kept turning around back and forth, studying herself in the
mirror.
	"Jonny, do you think he'll like it, or do you think he'll have a
cow?"
	"I really don't know." answered Jonny.  "He's a really cool guy,
but I don't know if he'll be cool about this..."
	"I know-- it is a bit extreme, but I really like it. Do you?"
	"I don't know-- it really isn't you."
	"Oh, come on! Everyone needs a change every now and then!"
	"True, but come on, Jess! Think about it! Just look at yourself!"
	"Yeah, well maybe the tight leather miniskirt is a bit too
much..."
	"A bit too much?  Jess, the nosering, the HAIR... I'm sorry, but
the Tina Turner look went out in the 80's!  And blonde?!? And people tease
ME about being a bleachhead... and I'm not!"
	"It could be worse-- it could be a mohawk!"
	"Jess, I don't think even you could be that bold... or stupid...
then again your current look kind of negates that notion..."
	"HA... HA... HA..."
	"Your father is going to sh*t a brick when he sees you."
	Just then, Hadji came in to Jessie's room, carrying a load of
heavy books on the way to his room.
	"Oh, I'm sorry, Jonny.  I didn't know you had company.  But why
are you and your friend in Jessie's room?"
	Jonny and Jessie started laughing.
	"What is so funny?"
	"Hadji, this IS Jessie!"
	Hadji's mouth dropped open and he dropped the load of books he was
carrying.  The books hit his toe, and he started hopping around on one leg
with the other foot in his hands, yelping in pain.
	When he finally recovered, he gathered his books and sat on
Jessie's bed.
	"Jessie!  What did you do?  Your hair!!!"	
	Just then, Race popped his head in Jessie's room.  
	"Have any of you kids seen Jessie?  Who's your new friend?"
	"Hi, Dad!  It's me!"
	Silence.
	"JEEESSSSSIIIEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!"
	"Aw, Dad!  It's my new look!"
	"I WON'T TELL YOU WHAT YOU LOOK LIKE!!!" fumed Race, trying to
calm down.
	"That skirt, the nosering, Jessie, the HAIR!!!"
	"I can change clothes, the nosering is magnetic..."
	"Jessie, the HAIR!!!" screamed Race once again.  Please tell me
it's a wig."
	"But Race, you know you like it!" teased Jonny.
	Race shot Jonny a death glance, and started tugging on Jessie's
hair, thinking it was a wig.
	"HEEY!!! Cut it out! That's my real hair!"
	Race started looking worried.
	"Maybe the color washes out with one wash?" asked Hadji.
	"Well, ummmmmmm..."
	"IT'S PERMANENT!" screamed Race.
	"I have a solution.  We will be back in a minute." said Hadji,
taking Jessie by the hand and leaving the room, as she looked back with a
puzzled look on her face.
	A few minutes later, they returned.
	"You're right, Jonny.  I DO like it!  AND YOU WILL BE WEARING THAT
UNTIL THAT JUNK GROWS OUT OF YOUR HAIR!!!"
	"But DAD! That could take MONTHS!"
	"Tough luck, Ponchita.  Deal with it!"
	Jessie kept turning her head from side to side, looking at the
turban Hadji wrapped around her head. 
	"You know, this could REALLY be a cool look for me..."