One of a Kind by Laurie McElroy

Author:Laurie McElroy
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: ebook, book
Publisher: Disney Book Group
Published: 2010-12-21T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Two

Miley walked into what used to be her beautiful, dream-girl bathroom the next morning and recoiled in horror. It had been completely Jackson-fied! Dirty towels were draped over her claw-foot bathtub. Dirty clothes and even more towels hid her velvet-flocked shower curtain. Her shelves were loaded with shaving cream, raggedy toothbrushes, and cologne. Worst of all, Jackson had hung posters of cars and girls all over her lovely aqua walls.

“My eyes! What have you done to my bathroom?” Miley cried.

Jackson stood in front of the mirror wearing his old bathrobe and a blue shower cap. He was plucking his nose hairs. Gross!

“Just a little reorganization,” Jackson said calmly. He pointed to some of his things. “My shaving stuff? Right in this fancy new holder.”

Jackson had rigged something on one of her towel rods. He rested his dirty razor and an old can of shaving cream inside.

Miley’s eyes nearly popped out of her head when she saw exactly what the holder was made from. “You’re using one of my bras?” she yelled.

“Actually, I’m using two of your bras,” Jackson said with a smirk. “The other one’s holding my hair stuff.” He pulled back the shower curtain to reveal another one of her bras suspended from the showerhead. It held a bottle of shampoo.

Miley could only stare as Jackson pulled it down and released it like a slingshot. The shampoo popped out, and he caught it in midair. “You could market these puppies,” he told her. “You could call it the bra basket. Oh, the brasket!” He chuckled. Then he turned back to the mirror and began plucking his nose hairs again.

Miley shook her head. “That cat box is looking better and better,” she muttered. Then she realized exactly what Jackson was using to pluck his disgusting nose hairs. “Are those my good tweezers?” she gasped.

“Yep, and they work great,” Jackson told Miley, clearly enjoying her discomfort.

“No!” Miley screamed. How could she ever touch them again? Her eyebrows would fall out in disgust.

“Oh!” Jackson plucked a large hair and examined it more closely. “Finally gotcha, Stan!”

“Stan? You name your nose hairs?” Miley asked, totally repulsed.

“Just the really tough ones,” Jackson assured her.

He had to be kidding! But even if he was, Miley decided, something had to be done about Jackson and his braskets and his nose hairs and his ultragross, stinky towels. And soon!

Miley threw her head back and screamed as loud as she could, “Daddy!”

That afternoon, Miley donned a surgeon’s mask and entered her bathroom again. She used her foot to lower the toilet seat. Then she started to pick up Jackson’s filthy clothes and towels. Why hadn’t she thought to bring rubber gloves?

She knelt down and reached for a towel, then noticed Jackson’s robe hanging over the shower curtain. That had to go, she decided. So she reached up to pull it down, only to have it fall on her head, completely covering her face.

“Ahhh!” she screamed, flailing her arms. “Get it off, get it off! It burns. Get

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