Corey - A short story with questions to follow.

Corey
I opened my eyes and the Sunday morning sun had filled my bedroom with light. No lying in bed for me. I’m awake…I’m up. I stripped off my pajamas and put on underwear, jeans, and a t-shirt. I looked in the mirror. “I’m a ‘minimalist’”, I though. I looked at my earrings that so annoyed my parents. Our church prohibited jewelry of any kind. Even wedding rings were not allowed. There were a lot of other rules, too. Men had to cut their hair; women could not cut their hair. Women couldn’t even wear pants. I had incrementally broken every rule. The earrings and my hair were the final blow because they were permanent, visible reminders of my rebellion. My parents, who previously dragged me to church, now wouldn’t even take me to church. That was perfect for me.

I headed for the dining room, where my parents were already dressed for church and having breakfast. My dad looked up, “Hello, Corey.” My mom just grunted, “Cute hairdo.” Mom was always one for sarcasm.

I fixed a plate of eggs and toast and sat at the table. We ate silently. Finally, my mom said, “Corey, I hope this is just a phase. You were very popular at church and everyone asks where you are. I get tired of making excuses. If you would get rid of those earrings, get your hair like it ought to be, and put on some decent clothes you could go back to church. Your church clothes are in the hall closet. They’re all clean. If you would take out those earrings, you could go to church with us. Even with your hair like that.”

“Yes, mom, I know. Jamie is gonna pick me up. We’re going to the mall.”

“What are you gonna do at the mall? You have no money.”

“Just look around…hang out.”
“The mall. A lot of kids go there and ‘hang out’. Not the best place to meet a mate.”
“Mom…I’m not gonna ‘mate’”.
We heard a car pull up in the driveway. “There’s Jamie! Love you, mom. Love you dad.”
Dad smiled, “Bye, Corey. Be careful.” Mom just shook her head.
Jamie was waiting in “the convertible”. Jamie’s parents were well off, so Jamie drove a Mercedes SL Roadster. “So…where to…church?” Jamie the Jokester. I didn’t answer. Jamie wouldn’t drive us to church even if I begged. We headed speedily for the mall. We parked quite a distance from the mall entrance to avoid “door dings” and the like.

The mall was even more deserted than I expected. We went in the Dillard’s entrance and looked at jeans and shirts. Then, we headed into the mall where we saw a jewelry kiosk. “You know, Jamie, I think I’ll get a second set of ear piercing in honor of my parents”

“Cool, but think I’ll stick to just the one for now. Do you need my card?”

“Yeah, I’ll owe you.” There was no way of knowing how much I already owed Jamie, and I had no way of paying it back.

I sat at the kiosk and a pretty blonde girl pierced my ears a second time. “What a rebel I am.” I thought sarcastically. She handed me a mirror and I looked at my reflection. “Wow, I’m beautiful”, I verbalized my sarcasm.

“Yes, you are.” The pretty blonde said with a smile. I managed a polite smile back at her.

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Enough of that. The questions are: 1) What gender is Corey? 2) What gender is Jamie?



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