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tosses her head and
her tight red curls bounce wildly in every direction.
    ‘I . . . it’s . . . like, er, wow!’ I force
a smile. She looks like a cross between Sideshow Bob and a lion.
‘Is that a
perm
. . . ?’
    ‘No, it’s just curled.’ Shazza sighs as we
head back to the counter. ‘I really wanted a perm, but
Michelle says they can’t colour and perm at the same
time.’
    #Phew! I can just imagine Mum’s face if she woke up with
a perm! At least she can take a nose stud out or dye her hair
again if she doesn’t like it – but a perm is like,
well . . . permanent!
    ‘I can book you in for a perm in three weeks if you
like, Sharon?’ Michelle offers.
    Shazza and I exchange glances.
    ‘Um, I’m not sure I’ll be here in three
weeks,’ Shazza says.
    ‘Oh, going away, are you?’
    ‘Kind of!’ Shazza laughs and I smile.
    ‘And are you paying for everything today, or shall I put
it on your account?’ Michelle asks.
    ‘Oh – on my account would be awesome,
thanks!’ Shazza flashes me a thumbs-up.
    ‘Would you like anything else?’ Michelle smiles.
‘Any shampoos or styling products, or—’
    ‘Ooh! How about a heart nose stud to go with your
earrings, Lucy?’ Shazza interrupts, eyes gleaming.
    ‘Er, no, thanks!’ I say quickly.
    ‘Are you sure? Or a lip ring? Or eyebrow stud?
Rodney’s really good – I know I screamed, but it only
hurt for an instant, and—’
    ‘I’m good!’ I insist, backing away.
    ‘We do tattoos too,’ Michelle adds.
    ‘
TATTOOS?!
’ Shazza’s eyes light up.
‘Lucy, I’ve
always
wanted a tattoo!’
    ‘
No way
!’ I gasp, grabbing her arm and
dragging her out of the salon.
    Mum would
never
forgive me!

14 SHAZZA
    We laugh all the way through our burger and
chips.
    ‘You should’ve seen your face when
you stormed into the piercing room!’ I giggle as I steal
the last chip from Lucy’s plate. ‘I don’t know
who was more shocked – you or Rodney!’
    ‘OMG, that is so not like me –
usually I’m scared of my own shadow!’ Lucy groans,
burying her face in her hands. ‘I don’t know what
came over me!’
    ‘Aw, it was sweet. You were protecting your
old mum!’ I grin. ‘And it was totally worth the pain.
My nose-stud is so awesome – and OMGA, this is the best
burger I’ve ever tasted!’
    ‘It’s the
first
burger
I’ve ever seen you taste!’ Lucy giggles, wiping
ketchup off her chin. ‘Mum’s a vegetarian!’
    ‘What?’ I clap a hand over my mouth
in horror – then burst out laughing. ‘Whoops! Oh
well! LTS!’
    ‘
LTS?
’ Lucy frowns.
    ‘You know: life’s too
short!’
    She laughs. ‘You can’t just make up
your own acronyms, Shazza, that’s not how it works! You
mean “YOLO”.’
    ‘Huh?’ Keeping up with future-speak
is EXHAUSTING!
    ‘You only live once!’ Lucy grins.
‘Or in your case, twice! So what d’you want to do
next?’
    ‘Ugh,’ I groan. ‘Next I need
some new clothes. I cannot spend another hour in Sharon’s
drab rags.’
    ‘Preach!’ Lucy cries.
    ‘
What?
’ Now I’m totally
lost.
    ‘It means, I totally agree!’ She
grins as the waiter brings our bill.
    Lucy pulls a credit card out of Sharon’s
purse and my pulse quickens. Is she going to forge Sharon’s
signature? Is she expecting
me
to? I
am
Sharon
after all – or will be – so it’s not
technically
forgery . . . but I’ve, like, never even
seen
my future signature before – what if I get it
majorly wrong? We could get in BIG trouble – we could even
get arrested! Holy guacamole! My palms start to sweat, but to my
surprise Lucy waves the card at a little black box that looks
like a calculator and the waiter leaves.
    ‘Ready to go?’ Lucy pulls on her
coat.
    ‘Don’t I have to . . . sign
something?’ I ask nervously.
    ‘Nope!’ She smiles. ‘All
done!’
    ‘Phew!’ I breathe, majorly relieved.
After all, future-me would be pretty freaked out if she woke up
in JAIL