Aelgifu of Northampton Falls for The Leader of the Pack, 1016Micki Myers
By the way, where'd you meet him? I met him at the candy store He turned around and smiled at me You get the picture? (yes, we see) — "Leader of the Pack," the Shangri-Las There's just something about a man on a motorcycle that makes all the girls crazy, and Aelgifu's no exception. All she does is entwine her name with his on her chalkboard and stare out of the window with a half-smile on her face. She's going to get an F in Norwegian, but doesn't care: she has her sights set on bigger things, like being Queen and having his babies. Her folks are always putting him down, but it's her friends she wants to impress, flashing the ring he gave her as if it was a real wedding band. She's perfected her look for the history books, big black bouffant and eyeliner, real sixties chic. She doesn't see the end coming at her like tires slipping from the road on a rainy night, her friends in the background screaming Look out! Look out! Look out! Look out! as her boyfriend ditches her for another woman, who's smarter, older, and French besides. Now, she paces about her room alone, thinking about her folly as her tears blur his name on the slate, turning Cnut into Canute for decency's sake.
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