Valley Girl

Peri stared at the cute emo across the food court. Hair of a runway model, pink eyeshadow smudged into the coners of his eyes, nails painted day-glo orange, silver loop throuh his lower lip, plastic bracelets stacked in his waifish wrists.

Peri wanted to walk over tangle her fingers into the back of his black hair, pull his head back and let her tongue explore his depths.

She then imagined the yuppies shitting solid gold bricks at the sight of little Miss Strait-laced making out with a refugee from the streets of Los Angeles circa 1983.Valley Girls reinacted in the middle of WASP America.