the "wanna be"

Long legs and bright cherry red patent leather stiletto heels..how could you not stare? She looked about 17. 15 really but I am giving some room since I am often a poor judge of age. She was wearing those tiny trendy shorts people wear now with grey pinstripes. They even had a cuff, making them shorter. Black tank with bra strap falling off one shoulder. Long brown hair carefully straightened and sprayed into place. She looked back over her shoulder giving the security guard a heavily mascara'd glance. He met it, and without shame watched her lanky, young frame as she strutted along the corridor. Almost losing the precarious shoes on the stairs, she righted herself with the help of the friend at her side. The friend had to have been the same age. She had shoulder length brown hair straightened with the same care, but with slightly less finesse. She was not as slender as the former and wore grey leggings that hit just past her knees instead of the shorts. Her own black top did not have sleeves and revealed her fleshy back and shoulders. Her feet clad in more comfortable looking wedges with a darker red leather - no shine to it but red just the same. Wandering with little expressed purpose through the station, I lost sight of them as they passed the escalators. Memories of high school. Was I the 'wanna be' or her 'wanna be'? Both. I think we have all been both at some moment.