One Glass of Milk Ended Ten Years
Language: en
Ever since I gained weight during puberty, my childhood friend Chase stopped talking to me on his own initiative. But on the day of the NYU guaranteed admission interview, he handed me a glass of milk. I was so touched that I drank it all. When I woke up, I found my long hair scattered all over the floor. The head cheerleader, Vivian White, was holding scissors and smiling sweetly: "Chase, this sleeping pill of yours works really well. I've almost shaved this pig bald." Meeting my disbelieving eyes, Chase only said indifferently: "Vivian lost at Truth or Dare. If she didn't cut your hair,…