Amy experienced a rather disjointed dream. First, she was looking up at the sky; next, came a tugging on her back; suddenly, she was soaring through the sky; then, she landed before Lina who smiled as she was spraying her hair, which was the same wig from the store Amy tried on, with the magic hairspray.
As Amy awoke, she noticed she was still inside the cocoon of hair. Struggling to break free, she found an opening at the top, and pushed her way out. She stood up and looked at the mass of hair on the ground. It was back to being an ordinary wig.
When Amy looked into the mirror to confirm that her hair was back to normal, she was blindsided by four large translucent sheets, sparkling in the morning sunlight. She gasped at the realization that they were attached to her own back. This caused the sheets to spread out revealing their butterfly-wing-like shape. The wingspan must have been six feet.
“Holy…” Amy spoke softly before screaming “SHIT!” She slowly lowered her wings, confirming that they were really her own, all the while maintaining the shocked look upon her face.
“Are you okay?” Amy heard her mother say as she approached her bedroom door.
“Oh my God how do I hide these things?” Amy muttered to herself in a panic, searching for a way to cover her new wings, as she knew her door would be opening in mere moments. Sure enough, the door swings open and Mom was looking inside. Amy’s back turned to her.
“Oh, my!” She says, surprised, Amy completely freezing in place. “You cut your hair?”
Surely her mom would’ve reacted to her daughter having sprouted giant fairy wings. Looking over her shoulder and glancing down at her back, Amy saw her wings were no longer there. “Uh, yeah.” Amy responds. “I… kind of cut it much shorter than I wanted, that’s why I screamed like that. Sorry if I made you worry.”
“Is Amy okay?” her dad asked.
“Fine honey, she just cut her hair too short, that’s all.” Her mom responded. Turning back to Amy, her mom said, “Well, get dressed, breakfast is almost ready.”
“Okay, Mom.” Amy replied as her mom closed the door.
Walking back over to the mirror Amy wondered why the wings were gone. “Hmm… I wanted to hide them when Mom was coming, so maybe they’ll return if I want them to.” Indeed, her wings re-emerged when she willed them to. “He, he, I’m a fairy. Lina’s going to freak when she sees this.”
Amy got dressed, making sure to wear something without a back, stuffing the wig, the hairspray and a few essentials into a backpack, she headed downstairs to the breakfast table. “Hey, if it’s okay with Lina’s parents, can I sleep over at her house tonight?”
“Sure.” Her parents agreed.
“Thanks!” Amy responded enthusiastically.