If you missed Gypsy's Adventures the first time round, tune in now for the final episodes of mannequin mania!
Sam struggled to see through the haze. She clawed at the ground, fighting against an enigmatic pull that was sucking her into the soil. Chaotic swirls and coloured spots exploded erratically behind her eyelids and in the confusion she vaguely remembered a fall from a great height (see Episode 14).
All of a
sudden there was a loud ‘whoosshh!!’, the force reversed and she was propelled from
the earth’s surface at great speed and through the cold mist for an
indeterminate time… then her flight slowed and the fog cleared and she found
herself looking upon a tragic sight – two young people dressed in black standing
by a headstone.
She
squinted. Hang on, one of the young
people was HER! Wtf?? Why was she in a cemetery, with Gypsy’s ex, and…
eek! With a poncy hat on??
She squinted
again, and then sucked in her breath in disbelief when she read the inscription
on the headstone. Her best friend,
Gypsy, was DEAD!
After some
hyperventilation the cemetery scene was replaced by a vivid and gruesome image
of Gypsy - crushed, lifeless (even moreso than usual) beneath a large tree limb. And equally upsetting – Gypsy’s frock was in
ruins and her Bally handbag (Da Loop, $90) was lying in the dirt.
Sam screamed
and found herself travelling swiftly through the air again, the fog wrapping
and flapping around her as she flew. Suddenly
with a gasp she opened her eyes to a concerned and quite hairy face peering at
her from above.
‘Sam! Are
you OK? I think I had better get you home…’
She jolted
upright in a panic. ‘JJ! I need a phone,
I have to call Gypsy! OMG OMG OMG!!’
Her camping
buddy obediently pulled Sam’s phone from her own pocket and silently handed it
to her, sensing that ‘keep your hair on!’ was not going to be an effective line
here.
‘Siri!! Call Gypsy NOW!!’ shrieked Sam at the phone. Siri promptly sent Gypsy a text telling her
she was a cow, but by then Sam had found Gypsy in her message stream and hit
the ‘call’ button herself…
‘Shall I or
shan’t I?’ Gypsy pondered when her ringing phone interrupted the juicy dialogue
that had been iterating in her head while she sat dreamily on a park bench
eating her lunch. She had just dropped
Dave home after their weekend getaway involving sun, swimming, sex and a
marriage proposal, and didn’t feel like being jerked back into reality by a
phone call. She glanced at the screen –
it was Sam. Well, of course THAT was
different – she had gossip to share
and hadn’t talked to Sam in ages!
Gypsy got up
from the bench and stepped out (in her Docs) into the open to take the call,
but all she managed was ‘Sam! I have to tell…’ when there was an enormous CRACK!!! and THUD!!! followed by a scream from the phone (which she dropped in
shock). A huge tree branch was now lying
across the bench in the exact spot
where Gypsy had been sitting five seconds before!
After what
seemed like an age, a shaken Gypsy picked up her phone (from which she could
hears screams and sobs emanating) and said tearfully and gratefully to Sam:
‘Babe, omg,
you just saved my life. I was a total
goner. I can’t believe you rang right at that second, almost like you KNEW! I
am sooooo sorry I have been self-absorbed and busy chasing criminals and
juggling men and not paying us any attention.
YOU are the most important person in my life and the best bestie ever!!
And, look, I know this will sound even more self-centred, but I’m getting
married and, well, would you be my maid of honour?’
Sam sent her
biggest grin through the phone to Gypsy.
She was alive!! And as maid of
honour Sam knew she would get to drink champagne, wear an awesome get-up and receive
a lot of male attention!
Suddenly she
was feeling better -things were going to be JUST FINE.
But who’s to say the
bridesmaid dresses won’t be bloody awful??
Find out soon!
A big thank you to Kayla for this Episode’s photos!
