Freshly teenaged, Willow gets to work on her popularity aspiration.
First she greets amiable paperboy, Art McQueen. Fun fact: the newspaper kid is going to grow up/go to college with each generation to make way for a new one. So expect to see more of Art, perhaps.
They get to talking...
But there’s no chemistry there.
Next walkby is the delightful Angus Krausz. Really hoping there’s no chemistry here, either. Aunt Dinah happens to walk by.
Willow: I really like your glasses-
Angus: Ugh, stop. I don’t take fashion compliments from girls who wear ugly lumpy sweaters.
W: Excuse me? This is my mom’s sweater-
A: Is she fat too? LOL
Dinah: EXCUSE ME
A: Yeah, excuse you, old lady. Keep walking.
W: WHY YOU
D: It’s ok, Will. Go inside and take notes on what I’m about to do. It’s called the patriarchy and it ends with little shits like this guy.
W: Cool! But what’re you-
D: Just go. It’s for your own good.
W: Wow, Aunt Dinah’s sure putting those zumba classes to work















