I entered Biology class, and guess who was sitting there? That absolute hunk named Matt, with his fluffy coat and form-fitted tights on.
"Hi Matt! It's nice to meet you, I'm Dominic, but you should call me Crom." I said with a weird sheepish grin.
He looked like he was gonna vomit all over the ground, as if I was the one causing his discomfort. Is it because my mullet smells bad?
He shamefully slides over the tapeworms that the teacher hand-plucked for us out of his bowels.
I'm gonna try to get this class switched, because Matt looks so uncomfortable, and it could be my fault. No point in trying to make it work.
Oh my god, guess who's here? Matt. He sees me and runs away. What did I do to that creepy fuck?
Me and my dad are gonna go eat a dinner and revisit some old "family friends" that I honestly don't remember. So I have to talk to some old people I don't know and my dads gonna order the fattest thing possible. I'm a vagitarian and meat is murder so I just have to pretend it's ok.
"Crom, you vegan now?" My nameless father says without looking away from his steak and gravy a la mode.
I know we don't see each other a lot, but he's got to know some things about me.
"Vegetarian, actually. Have you seen what they do in those farms? It's cruel. And Morrissey is vegetarian so I have to be too."
I'm angry with him for not trying. Why is he so awful? I just want mom.
He scoffed a bit and told me he likes steak too much to care about The Smiths or the animals.
"Careful, Dom. It's slippery!"
I fall flat on my plump butt, partially due to the fact that I chose to wore the slipperiest shoes I own.
Dad rushes over to pick me up, and he farts a bit as he picks me up because i'm heavy and I pretend not to notice.
"Put some new tires on your truck. Old ones were looking bare" He says, leaning on the tires.
"Thanks Dad."
I really don't know why he did that. I'd be fine with my tires for a couple more months.
"Anyways, I'm off to check out this like attack thing thats going on by the plant. They say it was some sort of animal." He grumbles.
I was off to school, and I had a plan to confront Matt and ask him why he was so disgusted with me, and what his problem was.
At school, Matt isn't even there, but all his siblings were. They were just staring at me. Maybe I'm the problem?
Next day, hes not there. He actually didn't show up for a good couple of days. One day, thoguh, he finally shows.
"Hi, I'm Matt. You're Crom, right?"
Finally, the boy speaks!
"Yes I'm Crom. What are we doing?" God, I'm so nervous around Matt.
"First team to get the answers right gets a gold onion, I guess. I'm good at this, so leave it to me."
We start talking about how grey and wet it is here, and about why I moved to Belly, and stuff like that. I wasn't really focused since I was thinking about him sticking his fingers up my ass and having his babies.
He walks me to my locker, and I'm holding the gold onion since we're really good at Biology.
Matt is still asking me about my life and whatnot, and I decide to ask him a risky question.
"Hey, did you get contacts? Your eyes were all like, dark, last time I saw you."
He looked startled, and very angry.
"It's the fluorescent lights." He pouts, and then scampers away from me.
I don't think I will ever understand that boy, but I really do hope he stops being so weird.
