Fashionably Fun

 
When I pulled up to my Grandma's house, I saw my 14-year-old cousin standing there with a bunch of graffiti all over her pants. She had written all over a pair of old jeans with Sharpies. At first I looked at her and said, "Please tell me that you do not wear those to school!" When she said no, I was glad because I didn't want her going to high school with the words "Marching Band!" going into her butt. When she asked me if I wanted to help decorate them, I didn't back down. It took me back to the days when I used to wear a white t-shirt on the last day of school for everyone to sign.