well,,, the double-date with tracey an her new beau proved that it's a small small slutty world after all. as it turns out, the guy trace's datin is someone that i went out with a couple times, like, in the summer of last year or sometime then. his name's travis... i only slept with him once. he's gorgeous... but i stopped callin him after that. i told tracey 'bout it when we were in the washroom together. she told me she knew that me an travis once dated, an that's all cool with her. then i was like, "well, would you want to know why i stopped callin him?" she was like, "i think i have an idea, but go ahead..."
"he, like, wears fake teeth!," i said to her as i powdered my nose.
the bitch wasn't shocked at all, tho! she was like, "yeah, i know. he told me. skateboarding accident when he was 16."
i was like, "how did you know?"
an she's like, "duh! he told me! we played a little game on our third date... asked each other what part of our bodies we hate the most and would change if we could... he told me his teeth... that he wears a dental plate and wished he wasnt so stupid when he was younger..."
"omg...,, an' you're fine with that?"
"why not??? he's a sweet sweet guy... an he's very inventive in bed. i really like him a lot," she tells me as she was reapplyin her covergirl lipstick. "what i really want to know is... how did you find out? did he tell you?"
"no... i found out on my own. .. we just had sex at his place... in his bedroom... i got up to go to the bathroom... he was in there an didn't hear me comin or anythin... an i peeked an saw him in the middle of brushin' his teeth... in his hand!"
an she's like, "you know, sabrina, you oughta stop judgin people on the outside..., try being a little less shallow sometime.. it might change your life."
