Unglamorous
by Nyias


Miss Parker sat beside Jarod in the vent, held up the shiny loop, and grinned.

“Where did you get that?” he asked.

“I took it,” Miss Parker answered, a smug look on her face.

“You mean you stole it.”

“No, I took it from my own house. That's not stealing. That's not even borrowing.”

“What does it do?” he asked, reaching out to touch it.

“What do you mean what does it do?”

“What’s its function?”

“It’s a bracelet, silly. It doesn’t really do anything except make you look pretty.”

“You already are pretty.”

Miss Parker scowled and crawled away.