"They have all lobotomized you!" she cried, staring straight at Tookie. "We've all been brainwashed to think that beauty is this" -- she pointed to her own face -- "or that" -- she pointed to Chaste -- "or that or that!" She pointed in turb to Bibiana, MeLikee, and Zarpessa.
"When in fact, if we reprogram our brainwashed-with-extra.strength-bleach minds, it can be that! -- she jabbed her finger at Shiraz-- "and that" -- she motioned to Piper -- "and this!" She grabbed hold of Tookie's face. "And--"
"Fat!" Dylan screamed.
The class froze. Zarpessa let out a snicker.
"What?" Tookie and Ci~L said at the same time.
"Y'all listen to me right now!" Dylan yelles, trembling. "There may be different types of girls in this room from different countries all over this damn world. But y'all have ONE thing in common! And I refuse to stand here and state the obvious!" She gestured to her body. "Y'all can debate ´unique features´ this and ´atypical looks´ that all damn day long, but what in the hell is unique about me? A waist as wide as this damn sphere is round, legs as thick as three ttrunks, a butt as big as the Bou-Big-Tique Nations! Oh ladies, do not waste any more of my precious time with your nonsense word war. Because none of it, not a smidgeon, not a drop, not a damn thing pertains to me!
Ci~L looked enrages. "Dylan, beauty is what we believe it to be. If you would just look in the damn mirror, girl, you'd appreciate--"
"That's where you're dead wrong, Ci~L!" Dylan's lips were quivering uncontrollably. "You may be right about one thing, that beauty is what we believe it to be, but that's from the neck up! And you know it!
Ci~L shook her head. "Oh, so you're going to give up that easily coward? You're just as bad as they are! You have to defend your body! To the death if you have to!"
"Shut up, Ci~L! Just shut. The hell. UP!"
Dylan jag älskar dig. Och jag känner exakt som du.

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