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Question: Write a story about a teenage girl who was practising theatrical make-up. She had spread spirit gum on her chin and lip and was now painstakingly attaching hair to them. When she was satisfied, she trimmed the hair until it looked natural. She was quite satisfied with her effort, as with her long hair pulled out of her usual braid, her face free of make-up and her fake facial hair, she looked astoundingly like her brother. The fact that she was wearing his football jersey only increased the resemblance. She headed downstairs where her mother greeted her with her brother's name. She stifled a giggle as her mother said that she had booked the hairdresser for a trim. At the hairdresser, she was too caught up in reading the car magazine in front of her to notice the stylist using the clippers to trim away her long hair. When it was done, she was shocked so see her reflection. With her short almost beach style hair she looked more like her brother than her brother would. When they arrived back at home, she realised that because her mother thought she was her brother, and because her brother still had long hair, that their mother would think her brother was her daughter. She sent a picture of her current look to her brother, telling him that she was stuck looking like him. A few minutes later, she got a text back with him saying that he would wear her clothes and pretend to be her until she found a solution, but she would need to show him how to put on a bra and wear make-up.
Maria stood in front of the mirror, carefully dabbing spirit gum along her chin and upper lip. The pungent smell tickled her nose, but she ignored it, focused on her latest theatrical makeup experiment. A collection of faux hair strands lay scattered on the counter next to her, meticulously gathered from old wigs and trimmed to perfection. As she pressed each hair carefully onto the sticky adhesive, she couldn't help but feel a swell of excitement. This was her best work yet, a testament to her hours spent agonizing over YouTube tutorials and makeup books. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Maria stepped back, gazing critically at her reflection before taking out her scissors and trimming the hair to a natural length. When she ruffled her long hair out of its usual braid and pulled on her brother’s football jersey, she was astonished at how much she resembled him. The transformation was so uncanny that she stifled a giggle, imagining what her mother would say. Taking a deep breath, she headed downstairs. "Hey, John! Perfect timing!" her mom called from the kitchen without looking up. "I booked your hairdresser appointment. I know you wanted a trim before the game on Friday." Maria suppressed her amusement, marveling at how her transformation could fool even her own mother. Grabbing her brother's car keys off the counter, she figured she might as well go through with the joke and see it to the end. At the hairdresser's, Maria sank into the chair, too engrossed in a car magazine to notice the stylist picking up the clippers. It wasn’t until she felt an alarming lightness around her head that she glanced up to see piles of her long hair cascading to the floor. Panic surged through her as she looked into the mirror, taking in her new short, almost beach-style hair. It was stunning yet utterly shocking. She looked more like her brother than he did himself. When they returned home, Maria's mind raced. She had to think fast before her mother discovered the switch. Realizing the precarious situation, she hurried to her room, snapped a selfie, and sent it to her brother with a caption: "Stuck looking like you. SOS!" A few minutes later, her phone buzzed with a reply from John: "LOL. Guess I have to be you for a bit then. I'll need some lessons. Teach me how to wear makeup and a bra?" Maria couldn't help but laugh out loud. The thought of her brother in her clothes and learning to apply makeup was ludicrous. But it was the perfect solution—they could pull it off together until they figured out how to explain the situation to their mother. That evening, amidst bursts of laughter and complaints, Maria gave John a crash course in all things girly. By the end, he was wearing one of her dresses and had clumsily applied a light coating of makeup. They both stood in front of the mirror, marveling at the surreal turn of events. "Okay," Maria whispered, still giggling, "let's see if we can pull this off." The next morning at breakfast, their mother entered the kitchen, glancing between the two with a bemused expression. "Good morning, Maria," she said to John, making Maria stifle a laugh. "And John, glad to see you’re back—change of heart about the trim?" John gave a nervous laugh but played along perfectly, much to Maria's relief and admiration. The days that followed were filled with shenanigans, close calls, and an unspoken promise to never let another prank get this far out of hand. Eventually, they both sat their mother down and explained the mishap. Her initial stern expression softened into bemusement, and then hearty laughter. “Well, you both certainly gave me the shock of a lifetime,” she said, shaking her head with a smile. “But I have to admit, you pulled it off marvelously.” Maria and John exchanged relieved smiles, their mischievous adventure bringing them closer together than ever before.
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