So I also found my prophecy written and presented by my little sis at my last chapter at AOII. It's pretty hilary...
After graduation, Stephanie started her new life as a National Representative for the cheerleading company she had cheered for years and years ago. Throughout her tenure at the company, she had many accomplishments. She changed the company geek into a Bachelorette, took her squad to nationals every year she coached, winning 7 of the 10 times, and started her own deaf cheerleading squad. These girls also went to nationals, but to the crowd’s disapproval, came in last, due to the lack of enunciation and enthusiasm of their cheers. Becoming bored easily with her cheerleading babies, as she is easily bored by everything, she decided to retire her spankies, pom-poms and mini-skirt and trade it in for the corporate life.
She started her own jewelry company in the market square of Jamaica. Because of living in Florida all her life, she tanned easily and picked up the island dialect. She fit right in. Becoming very successful in the market, the other natives soon ganged up on her and kicked her off the island. As she was drifting away in her bathtub-couch (which she has kept with her throughout her travels) a boat passing by heard her yelling to the natives, “HOTARD!!” Unfortunately, the occupants of the boat were not about to define the word to which she yelled, but believed it to be very dirty. She ended up at sea for 6 weeks, living on fish, seaweed, and rainwater. By the time she arrived back in Florida, she had the body of Lara Flynn-Boyle.
Once she was able to drag her belongings to the nearest pay phone, she called her little sister from college, Erin, and asked if she could stay with her for a couple weeks. Erin of course agreed enthusiastically, and was at the pay phone in her Audi TTI by the time Stephie hung up the phone. Being back in the real world, Stephie was overcome with frustration because she had lost everything dearest to her. She was without a job, significant other, and a purpose for living. Erin, of course being the best little sister in the world, took Stephie out to the nearest bar for a night on the town. Well, one night turned into 2 months and the pair finally woke up one morning to make a pact. They were going to find Stephanie a job, a man, and a reason to live. They decided to move to Miami where the two could better hunt for a man for Stephanie.
During their drive up to the big city, Erin had a magnificent idea. She had been reminiscing about times back in their old sorority house and how much fun the two had together. Stephanie always was very strong and had polished her routine to be a fitness champion. That was the perfect idea! Soon after the two got settled, Stephanie began training. Her first competition was in local Miami and she was very nervous. She performed beautifully, bringing home the winning routine. After the show, some fans of hers had come up to get autographs. One in particular fan looked like a friend from college. As he approached her, she knew right away. It was her very flamboyantly gay friend Brooks! It was a miracle that he was in Miami at the fitness pageant. They went to dinner that night and talked for hours. Brooks was telling Stephie about his wreck of a love life and said that he was going to be straight again. Stephanie couldn’t believe her ears! As Brooks was dropping Stephie off back at Erin’s house, Brooks asked her out. She of course accepted, and one year later, to the day, they were married in a church in Pensacola. She continued with her body building profession until her first child was born, Mallory. After that, 7 other children arrived. Deciding it was her life’s duty to take care of her children, she retired from the gym life and accepted a position to head the Alumni Chapter of AOII in Roswell, New Mexico. She and Brooks lived there happily for the rest of their lives.
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Good story, that Brooks is a lucky guy...
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