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Chapter 24: Wake Me When It's Over

. . . but instead she closed her lips . . . locking it inside her mouth, her body betraying her. She smelled him, a mixture of tree bark, sweat, and blood orange, and felt the heat of his sweating body sail toward her. Her knees wobbled, her heart started to flutter, and she felt a warmth gush through her core.

One corner of Bravo's mouth curled into a crooked smile. "Um ... do I taste good?"
- Tookie and Bravo, while several other people look on.

Was there something she should have done differently? Acted seductive, like Chaste? Snide, like Zarpessa? Even confident and sassy, like Dylan? Instead she'd just stood there, sucking and sucking like a baby.
- Tookie, wondering what she did wrong.

NOTE: These quotes aren't nearly as dirty as they sound. I'm just quoting them without context because I'm incredibly immature.

This chapter is 41 pages on my Kindle. (Probably 25+ normal size pages.) Get comfortable.


Remember the interesting stuff from last chapter? That isn't in this chapter. Instead we get another new class, and a very subtle "romantic" scene. Naw, I'm just kidding. There's nothing subtle about that scene.

Our most unusual tale picks up at the start of the next Modelland quadmester, three months and four days into the Bellas' first year at the unusual, untouchable, and never uneventful fantastical land at the top of the mountain...

"Never uneventful?" Citation needed.

We cut to Tookie brushing her teeth. Apparently, every day while brushing her teeth, she has been remembering her father saying that she wasn't his daughter. Because off-screen angst is the best type of angst!

Tookie is walking with Dylan, Shiraz and Piper to their next class. The stadium that was being built is almost finished. The Bestosterone boys managed to build most of a huge stadium in three months. That's pretty darn impressive.

Tookie sees Bravo, who greets her.

"Hey, what's up. It's Tookie, right?"

Bravo is carrying a "thick tree limb over his shoulder like it was a toothpick."

"Uh, hi ... and bye," Tookie said, remembering how Bravo had oh-so-rudely pointed out the snot hanging from her nose after her first Mastication class.

This is just stupid. His friends insulted her to her face, and Bravo did nothing to stop them or discourage them. THAT would be something worth getting mad at. Instead she gets mad at him pointing out that she needs to wipe her face off? Not his fault she chose to eat so messily that she managed to get food all over her body.

She then is rude to him, implying that he's just a pretty boy with no substance. She is presumably basing this on the two minutes she spent talking to him previously. Dylan looks at Tookie like she's "cuh-ray-zee".

Bravo tells her that he's more than just a model. While talking to her, he ends up shaking the tree branch, which results in bark and dust getting on Tookie.

Now he's covering me in splinters. Is this boy's mission in life to torment me?

Oh, grow up. He's holding a giant tree branch. His arm probably just got tired.

Bravo apologizes, saying that the BellaDonna is having them clear some trees to give a better view of the stadium.

Then Bravo lightly patted Tookie's hair clean of dust and gingerly plucked a piece of a small shard of wood stuck to her bottom lip.

No. Just no. This is not believable. Tookie is supposed to be shy. Bravo is touching her hair and lips. As a shy person, I can tell you that I would be extremely uncomfortable. That's a major violation of personal space, and way too intimate for someone I don't know.

And it gets worse. Much worse.

His thumb touched both of her lips, then entered her mouth just a bit. He removed the last traces of chipped wood, but his thumb lingered between her lips and made slight contact with her tongue.

That is nasty. And creepy. He's been cleaning out tree branches. His hands are going to be filthy, with dirt, bark and who knows what else on them.

The fact that it's supposed to be romantic is also pretty gross.

Tookie thinks about biting his thumb. Instead we get a "romantic/erotic" scene that is very uncomfortable.

... but instead she closed her lips on his thumb, locking it inside her mouth, her body betraying her. She smelled him, a mixture of tree bark, sweat, and blood orange, and felt the heat of his sweating body sail toward her. Her knees wobbled, her heart started to flutter, and she felt a warmth gush through her core.

One corner of Bravo's mouth curled into a crooked smile. "Um ... do I taste good?"

Tookie realized what she was doing and released his thumb. She didn't even know this guy. What had gotten into her? She glanced at her friends. To her horror, they were trying to contain their laughter. They all had their thumbs in her mouth, playfully mocking her.

Bravo smiles awkwardly at her and "the hairs on the backs of Tookie's thighs stood up." Bravo's jerk friends — Webb, Alexander and some new guy named O'Neil (with one 'L') — then show up to make fun of Tookie.

O'Neil thrust his hips forward lewdly like a humping dog.

Look, Tyra. I'm all out of Brain Bleach after the thumb sucking thing. Quit it!

Tookie leaves with her friends.

"Pretty boy kooky over Tookie, and want her nookie," Shiraz said sexily to Tookie as they jogged away.

There is no way to say that line sexily. It's not humanly possible.

His thumb entering my mouth. Yum—I mean yuck! Was that all just a joke?

Or something more?

No, it was an incredibly clumsy attempt to make him your love interest. It was also freaking creepy.

Next scene, please.

We cut to a little later, with Tookie walking alone to her next class. Someone taps her on the shoulder and she spins around. It turns out to be Bibiana (a minor character who's been mentioned about twice). Bibiana asks if Tookie understands the clocks, because she isn't sure when she's supposed to be at her next class.

In spite of everyone being in Modelland for THREE MONTHS, none of them can read the color-based clocks yet.

For the first time in Modelland history, the entire class had had to partake in an impromptu remedial lesson on the workings of the kaleido-clock timekeepers.

Even after that lesson (which lasted over five hours), no one can tell time yet. That's . . . incredibly pathetic. (Haven't they ever heard of taking notes?) You'd think that at this point the Modelland staff would say "screw it" and use regular clocks instead of insisting on doing every little thing differently from normal people.

Bibiana is going to W.O.W., which is the same class Tookie has. W.O.W. stands for War of Words. It's like a debate / public speaking class except much dumber. Their class takes place is a giant "rose-gold metal ball" that is floating off the ground. Bibiana and Tookie decide to wait outside for a "guinea pig" to show them how to get into the floating class. Piper shows up, wearing her umbrella, which she had fashioned into a "couture-like hat." Because umbrellas make great hats.

"Bo, the emotionless Bella" — Don't you love how the BOOK admits she's flat as a cardboard cutout? — walks directly under the floating ball, and is "propelled upward." The rest of them go stand under the floating sphere, and are pulled upward by a "magnetic attraction." Anyone else getting alien abduction vibes from this class?

Inside the sphere are Shiraz, Dylan, Zarpessa, Chaste, and the Likee sisters.

Zarpessa has been getting worse, apparently. She used her Sentura to make Tookie's bedspread come to life and try to strangle her. The narrative seems oblivious to the fact that this is attempted murder, only noting that Tookie had to punch the image of herself that was on the bedspread.

Then the magnetism in the room starts pulling anything metal to one of the walls. This includes one of Tookie's fillings, jewelry, and Tookie's pin. (But don't worry! Her flower brooch is somehow metallic, so it hides the pin from view.)

The Likee sisters have now been assigned their one-dimensional character traits. They're thieves, who like to try and claim other people's things as their own.

Chaste then calls "firsties" on the teacher, MattJoe Von Megalo, and tells the other girls to "let go my Megalo."

Then the teacher walks in and is "a troll of a man." It's funny because he's not very attractive, and this book is trying to deliver an Aesop about looks not mattering. Wait . . .

Naturally, the Guru in charge of the W.O.W. / Debate class is a horrible public speaker. He has a verbal tic of "yep, yep," which reminds me of Ducky from The Land Before Time.

"You will learn how to use words to convince, to charm, to soothe, and to strike and DESTROY the arguments of anyone standing in your way! And I don't mean the way thespian dames do, ladies, just reciting lines from cue cards and crying on command. I mean doing so with Modelland CONVICTION!"

I could write a dissertation on this, but I'll stick to four quick points about why this actress-bashing is rock stupid.

  1. Many, many great actors and actresses adlib and improve the finished product by doing so.
  2. Actors and actresses don't just read off cue cards. They often memorize their lines. See: almost every theater performance ever.
  3. This unfairly ignores absolutely all improv theater.
  4. I have watched the question/answer sessions of beauty pageants. The answers are all so obviously rehearsed that it's painful to watch, and they say the least controversial thing possible because giving an actual opinion might hurt their chances with some of the judges. This is much worse (and much more phony) than "reading on cue cards".

MattJoe apologizes for getting emotional, saying that he's not usually aggressive, and that he must have learned it from his friend, Bravo.

So Bravo is creepy and aggressive. Because nothing says "great relationship material" like giving off "potential sex offender" vibes! Then Tookie starts thinking about Bravo, and wonders how she should have acted while sucking his thumb.

Was there something she should have done differently? Acted seductive, like Chaste? Snide, like Zarpessa? Even confident and sassy, like Dylan? Instead she'd just stood there, sucking and sucking like a baby.

Guru MattJoe then tells them that he'll be judging their natural debate talents, while saying "um", "yep, yep" and otherwise showing himself a really crappy choice to teach a public speaking class.

"The job of an Intoxibella is not necessarily to love the products you sell, but to make your public become enamored with them."

So modeling is all about lying and being phony in order to sell stuff? Does that mean models are just pretty versions of used cars salesmen?

MattJoe suggests that they start with a fun topic, and Chaste suggests debating the merits of "free swing versus firm sling." (No bra vs. bra.) This goes right over the Guru's head, who thinks she's talking about hammocks.

They just go with that topic, with Chaste representing "free swing" (of course) and Shiraz as "firm swing."

This little debate is completely irrelevant and stupid. All you need to know is that Chaste's argument is that she spends it talking about melons. Shiraz's argument is said to have "humor and logic."

The boobies high and tight on me ... The boobies pert and firm, agree? But forever young they will not be. No bra, they'll sag with grav-i-tee!"

Truly inspiring. Everyone applauds this display of wit, except Zarpessa (who has to force herself not to).

Then Ci~L is dropped into the class, with Persimmon delivering her there. Ci~L is wearing a muzzle and a gray jumpsuit that says "UGLY ROOM." Because Ci~L has continued to say . . . whatever it is she's been saying that ticks off the BellaDonna. So far, all I've seen her punished for is her poetry. Given the quality of her poems, she totally deserved it. (I think she may secretly be a Vogon.)

Ci~L takes off the jumpsuit, revealing that she's wearing a green Modelland Bella uniform which is so small that it's bursting at the seams. Ci~L has been demoted to first year Bella as a punishment (one quadmester behind Tookie and friends). The fact that the uniform is so small is said to be the reason that Ci~L is called "body girl." I have no idea whether she's supposed to be plus-sized, obese, or just have large breasts. The text isn't clear which it is, but her being large-breasted is the only one that makes sense given the previous descriptions of her we've gotten.

Guru MattJoe reveals that he's a good guy by sympathizing with Ci~L.

"Persimmon, is all this really necessary?" Guru MattJoe asked, looking pityingly at Ci~L. "To do this to a girl who was so far ahead of everyone in my class not too long ago? To make her suffer so?"

Zarpessa says that Ci~L will be "slumming it with the No-Sees."

"Yeah, well, you're no stranger to slumming it yourself!"

Tookie? Drop dead. Zarpessa is an asshole, but making fun of her for being homeless is way over the line. It's like making fun of someone in a wheelchair for not being able to walk.

Persimmon then tells MattJoe to give Ci~L the argument that will "please the BellaDonna most" before leaving the classroom.

We then get a Tookie vs. Zarpessa debate, with each of them getting a debate partner. (Ci~L is with Zarpessa, and Dylan is with Tookie.)

"The topic for this last debate is going to be unusual physicality versus defined beauty. [Zarpessa and Ci~L] will argue that atypical features are superior to conventional beauty."

Ci~L points out that the BellaDonna wouldn't like her arguing that position. MattJoe ignores her. Yes. Force the woman who has been being TORTURED for her views to speak out so that she can be tortured some more. MattJoe is a jerk.

"And [Tookie and Dylan] will argue for narrowly defined beauty and that anything else is absolutely worthless. Like the kind of defining we do here at Modelland."

Zarpessa starts, and uses this opportunity to bash the other girls, even though - in theory - she's supposed to be defending them. I guess she hates Tookie and her friends more than she cares about her grades.

"Funny-looking people like you two girls and your mini and pasty friends over there"—she paused, indicating Shiraz and Piper—"deserve to feel attractive too, even when you are nowhere near even average-looking and have everyone at Modelland beyond flummoxed as to why you Unfortunate-Lookings—ULs for short—are even here. But let me leave you with something positive: you UL's are beautiful too, even if it's just deep down within the depths of your insides. And I mean mining-for-coal deep."

Chaste laughs at this, and MattJoe comments that Zarpessa has a sharp tongue. Naturally, even though he's in charge of the class, he doesn't tell her she was out of line, but allows Zarpessa to verbally abuse her classmates. Even the "nice" Gurus in Modelland are jerks.

Ci~L speaks next. She takes this opportunity to be a huge freaking hypocrite, verbally abusing Zarpessa, insulting her appearance and talking about dancing on her grave. What happened to not sinking to her level?

Yes, lustrous is your hair,
Agreed, bewitching is your stare.
Perhaps perfection is your snout.
Queen bees have stung your handsome pout.
What lies within your cantankerous head:
Infected hard pus in ol' blackheads.
Strength be with you, 'pessa, as you fade
whilst the UL's dance upon your grave.

Just making lines rhyme doesn't make it good poetry. Also, making UL plural by using an apostrophe offends me on a deep, personal level. I cannot permit this continued abuse of the English language! Tyra Banks, I formally challenge you to a duel poetry contest. Notebooks and pencils at twenty paces.

Tookie takes her turn, and structures her rebuttal like it was a diary entry to Ci~L. She says that in spite of the fact that everyone thinks of her and her friends as "a midget and a whale and a ghost and a freak of nature," she is happy there.

Tookie then gives Myrracle as proof that ideal beauty is the only kind that matters.

"While my sister is worshipped, I am ignored, forgotten, the quintessential Forgetta-Girl."

"Ci~L, Thank (sic) you for standing up for me earlier. But please allow me to accept my fate. Your crusade is useless, pointless. Perhaps it's what is driving you insane."

Of course. The months of horrible torture aren't what's driving her insane. It's her views on beauty.

Ci~L then delivers the Aesop of the novel before Dylan interrupts.

"They have lobotomized you!" she cried, staring straight at Tookie. "We've all been brainwashed to think that beauty is this"—she pointed to her own face—"or that—she pointed to Chaste—"or that or that or that!" She pointed in turn to Bibiana, MeLikee, and Zarpessa.

"When in fact, if we reprogram our brainwashed-with-extra-strength-bleach minds, it can be that!"—she jabbed her finger at Shiraz—"and that"—she motioned to Piper—"and this!" She grabbed hold of Tookie's face. "And—"

"Fat!" Dylan screamed.

If we'd actually been with Dylan for a few months and seen her struggling with her body issues, this next part might actually be powerful. But it falls flat, because Dylan's character is flat.

Dylan says that she's different from the other girls because she's fat, and that all of what Ci~L said doesn't apply to her.

Ci~L looked enraged. "Dylan, beauty is what we believe it to be. If you would just look in the damn mirror, girl, you'd appreciate—"

Dylan cuts her off, saying that Ci~L is wrong. Ci~L decides that the best way to help Dylan's self-esteem is to insult her.

"Oh, so, you're going to give up that easily, coward? You're just as bad as they are! You have to defend your body! To the death, if you have to!"

It shouldn't be Dylan's job to have to defend her appearance from everyone that criticizes her. If Dylan wants to dedicate herself to challenging people's views on beauty, that is wonderful, but it shouldn't be treated like an obligation on her part. If people are going to judge Dylan solely on her appearance, those people aren't worth arguing with or even talking to.

Dylan tells Ci~L to shut up and then runs out on the class.

Guru MattJoe tells Tookie that her arguments were "the most eloquent speeches I've heard in quite some time." He then tells her that she "won" her first War On Words.

Then Persimmon shows up and tells Guru MattJoe off.

"You let her spout her sickening poems without doing anything about it?"

Unfortunately, yes. MattJoe is told that he's caused Ci~L to regress "by a fortnight", and that he'll answer to the BellaDonna. I have no clue why Persimmon didn't just stay for the class to prevent something like that. Maybe she's just incredibly lazy.

The class ends. The various metal belongings are returned, with the Likee sisters stealing some stuff. Tookie grabs her precious stalker pin and flower brooch before they can take those, too.

Tookie and Shiraz leave the class, and spot Dylan running away. They follow her, but she flees up a stepladder and into an unfamiliar hallway that smells like wet fur.

It's Catwalk Corridor, a corridor they were warned not to enter earlier in the book, with hints at horrible injuries if they did. (Sort of like the Forbidden Corridor in Harry Potter, except with cats instead of a dog.)

They hear screeching, growls and hisses, but don't see Dylan.

And that was when the first set of claws ripped into Tookie's flesh.

This ends the chapter.


Random Questions

  • What happened to Piper? She was in the class with the rest of them. Why didn't she chase after Dylan with Shiraz and Tookie?
  • Is the fact that Tookie had a filling ripped out ever going to be brought up again? That's got to be painful, and it's likely her tooth would get infected.

Comments

FreezairForALimitedTime Since: Dec, 1969
Jan 11th 2012 at 9:22:52 PM
So, Ci-L is just... in the class now? No, like, backstory or anything? No Tookie reacting to finding out, yeah, she's being tortured and mistreated? She's just... there now? ...Yeah.
Gante Since: Dec, 1969
Jan 11th 2012 at 9:59:32 PM
Ewww, I just had an awful thought. That bizarre thumb-sucking scene might be a sort of PG-rated blow job.

DrDahm Since: Dec, 1969
Jan 12th 2012 at 12:53:11 PM
The scene with Bravo is extra nasty for me because I can't stop picturing him as Johnny Bravo. I want to sue Tyra Banks for murdering my childhood. I really wish the story would go back to Myrracle and the cool people making their way through the divide.
Jergling Since: Dec, 1969
Jan 14th 2012 at 1:25:56 PM
I still don't get that thumb thing. What could he have possibly expected to do by sticking his thumb into her mouth? If she had wood chips in there, she could have spit them out.
Sharysa Since: Dec, 1969
Jan 14th 2012 at 6:16:11 PM
"You will learn how to use words to convince, to charm, to soothe, and to strike and DESTROY the arguments of anyone standing in your way! And I don't mean the way thespian dames do, ladies, just reciting lines from cue cards and crying on command. I mean doing so with Modelland CONVICTION!"

What.

Actors do not use fucking CUE CARDS. THEY MEMORIZE THE ENTIRE FUCKING SCRIPT. If there is still a book in your hand after one week, guess what? YOU ARE FIRED AND REPLACED.

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gekkolexicon Since: Dec, 1969
Jan 15th 2012 at 7:18:58 PM
I just realised something. Part of the reason why Tyra made this world heavily dependent on fashion and models and adding the overtone of actress rascism is that she is trying to make job look awesome.

This obviouslyis going terribly.

Also these classes suck. So far, They have nothing interesting in them. At least the classes in Hogwarts have some sort of importance due to the fact that both aspects of of society are seperated and magic has been around long enough to know these things. Here, in this pathetic waste of a book, the classes have practical job/life skills.
Sharysa Since: Dec, 1969
Jan 18th 2012 at 9:59:34 AM
What makes it even worse is that one of my friends is a model/aspiring actor, and the parts of his work that he tells people on Facebook is REALLY interesting. Modelling is very much like acting, since you audition in and have to wait a few weeks praying desperately to get the job, but even more of your first impression is staked on a good photo/headshot and instead of going to rehearsals, you go to photoshoots.

He also pokes fun at the dumb-model stereotype and the gay-male-model stereotype, and his most recent photo-shoot ended up giving him food poisoning. Also, he took up modelling due to long-term body issues. Literally every other Facebook status has him complaining about his diet/appearance/how he wishes he had my inability to gain weight, and I'm always a little worried that he means it.

I see none of this in Modelland.
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