First day of freshman year, said Ann to herself. This meant, of course, preparing herself for the idiots who were going to assault her in the hallway as seen in the movies and TV shows. She would be ready, with a can of pepper spray. She wore all black, as usual.
Her dad, who was four times as large as she was, came over to pick up the backpack and discovered a single half-sandwich to the side. “Now don’t forget this.”
“Oh, that,” said Ann as she stuffed the sandwich into the backpack and half-smushed it. “The school provides free lunches for everybody, it’s state law.”
“Okay, well, good luck. I brought your bike from the back. Now don’t lose your bike at this school or I’m not buying you another one.”
*****
Tran got on the bike that Ann had given him and rode up to school. Ann was real bitchy sometimes, but she was nice to people if they were nice to people. He smiled. It was a shame that he wouldn’t get to see her again. “You’ll never see me again,” a song lyric from the local band Smashed Innocence, got stuck in his head. A really good band, the lead singer, Bug Silverman, looked like he was constipated half the time. It was a good thing that he would never have to tell him this, because probably the lead singer would leave the room to cry. Tran laughed, and then caught himself out of pity.
*****
Violet arrived at school. She was not wearing very good clothes for such an important occasion. She needed to make a good first impression. She needed to impress the teachers, she needed to make some friends. Her family just moved here from Sacramento, so whatever friends she had left there, were just that— left there.
As she walked through the front doors, she noticed a medium-sized crowd, mostly of girls, crowding around… BUG SILVERMAN? Wait, this was crazy, what was he doing here? Yes, he lived in New York, but did he really go to school here? This was crazy. How many times had she seen that one music video on YouTube?
Everybody was trying to get autographs, but she was far away and she didn’t want to trample future friends with her height, so she sadly watched from a distance and silently hoped.
*****
Bug Silverman HAD to ask somebody where the boy’s restroom was, and it didn’t help that he could only see girls surrounding him in a 7- foot radius. He needed to pee badly, and it didn’t help that there was this one beautiful short girl he could see through the glass front doors, putting away what looked like, a new bike?—and now he was getting an erection that made his bathroom break ten times more urgent.
“No, I’m not giving autographs,” he grumpily moaned. “I go to this school now. I’m not a Roman god or something! Can somebody tell me where the restroom is?”
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The Love Square
RomanceThis is not your typical love triangle. This triangle has FOUR angles. Enter Bug. He's the lead singer of a boy band, but is misunderstood. Enter Violet. She just moved here. Determined to get a boyfriend. Enter Tran. He's a smart student, an...
