Three seats down from me there is a girl. With a beard. As in hair flowing from her face. And she's just sitting there, doing homework...with a beard. And no one else seems to notice. Which is why I'm thinking it might just be a hallucination.
I am very tired.
But, see, I don't think so. She is the only one with a beard, after all. And I first saw it when she started talking on her phone, so I glanced her way--the sudden noise, you know--and then I went back to my homework. And then I looked again. And I kind of stared. And then I mouthed "What?" (sorta like this, especially the last three seconds). And then I just started laughing. But no one else was laughing and it is a library, so I fell to shuddering. And I just can't stop.
Is the world ending?
Am I losing my mind?
Is it just a freakishly femme boy?
Does she not know that she has something red and furry growing on her face?
Is it a disease?
Is it some weird school spirit day?
Maybe it's opposite (sexes) day? But she's wearing a skirt. And make-up. And looking rather normal--excepting that beard of epic proportions. It even matches her hair color.
Why is no one else laughing at this?
More importantly, does she have a Beard card? Because otherwise I'll have to report her to the Honor Code police. Facial hair is illegal.
And it's just a little bit wrong.
and a bit disturbing.
especially on a girl.
I am really questioning reality right now. If I had a picture phone, I would sneak a picture. I really want someone to assure me that this is real life.
And now she is caressing it. Like the beard is her friend.
And I'm still laughing.