青帝小说

第7部分（第2页）

Vanessa　laughed　and　flopped　back　on　her　black　pillows。　Everything　in　her　room　was　black；

except　the　walls；　which　were　dark　red。　？How　do　you　know　he？s　not　in　there　putting　gel　in　his　hair？

That　new　haircut　looks　pretty　high　maintenance。？

The　two　girls　snickered。

？I？ll　go　see　if　I　can　get　him。　Hold　on。？

？What？s　up？？　Dan　picked　up　the　phone　a　minute　or　two　later。　He　sounded　distracted。　？Jenny　said

it　was　an　emergency。？

Vanessa　lifted　her　leg　in　the　air　and　tugged　at　another　sugaring　strip。　It　appeared　to　be　glued

permanently　to　her　skin。　Talk　about　emergencies！

？I　thought　you？d　want　to　know　that　Ken　Mogul　just　called。　He　said　some　designer　named

Jedediah　Angel　who　has　this　fashion　label　called　Culture　of　Humanitarianism　or　something　is

using　my　film　essay　as　a　backdrop　for　his　fashion　show　on　Friday　night。　Ken　said　I　really　？rocked？

Jedediah　Angel？s　world。？　She　snorted。　？Isn？t　that　hilarious？？

？That？sfantastic　；？　Dan　responded　earnestly。　？Seriously。　Congratulations。？

Fantastic？　Since　when　did　Daniel　Humphrey　use　words　likefantastic　？　Vanessa　didn？t　know　what

to　say。　Dan　hadn？t　caught　the　sarcasm　in　her　voice　at　all。　As　if　she？d　only　called　him　to　gloat

about　her　success。

？Okay；？　she　said　evenly。　？I　just　thought　you？d　want　to　know。　I？ll　let　you　get　back　to　work　now。？

She　thought　of　cracking　a　joke　about　how　one　day　when　they　were　both　rich　and　famous　they

could　buy　big…ass　mansions　next　door　to　each　other　in　Beverly　Hills。　But　then　she　decided　against

it。　Dan　would　probably　think　she　was　serious。　？Call　me　later　if　you　feel　like　it；　okay？？

？Okay；？　Dan　replied；　obviously　distracted　by　whatever　new　poem　he　was　working　on。

After　hanging　up；　Vanessa　scooted　off　the　bed。　A　corner　of　the　black　towel　was　now　glued　to　the

back　of　her　left　knee。　She　waddled　into　the　bathroom　to　try　and　shower　off　the　sugaring　crap。

Maybe　one　day　when　she　was　disgustingly　rich　and　famous　she？d　have　her　own　personal　waxing

and　sugaring　staff；　but　for　now　she？d　have　to　get　rid　of　the　rest　of　the　hair　on　her　legs　the

old…fashioned　way？with　a　pink　plastic　Daisy　shaver。

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The　flavor…of…the…month　club

So　what　ever　became　of　that　fake…breasted　fake　blond　pop　princess　with　the　permanently　bare

midriff　whose　songs　werealways　on　the　radio　when　you　woke　up　in　the　morning　and　stayed　in

your　headall　day　；　driving　youinsane　。　I？ll　call　her　？Sally？　here；　so　as　not　to　offend　any　of　her

adoring　fans；　but　I？m　sure　you　know　who　I？m　talking　about。　I　heard　she　had　a　nervous　breakdown