Fall in May

~44~ Unwanted Visitors

I don't need your assistance, 
Any problem I got I just put my fist in
My life is violent but violent is life
Peace is a dream, reality is a knife

Colors ~ Ice T

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Tuesday ~ October 9th

After almost a week of walking around in the bulky black brace, May claims she feels well enough to walk on her own now. Electing to forgo wearing the encumbrance in favor of her new stomping boots. But instead of celebrating this newfound freedom with a walk in the park after dark? We elect to hit Study Buddies after school, just to be on the safe side.

No thanks to Or'sir, I have more than my fair share of a few hours to kill. But mostly because I don't want May walking on her leg too long. Regardless of the crazy cool stomping boots she is rocking today.  

After the last Study Buddies with Butchy, I always check now to make sure that Cliffboard is back in full effect. So we don't have a repeat of the fun I had Butchering English thanks to Fuzzo the flocking clown. After stamping us in, I wraith May back to our usual spot. Our semi-private corner carrel in the front enclave, where the glass comes together in a square fishbowl.

May settles into her seat at the end of the table against the window, where she can enjoy the feel the sunlight on her skin. I take up my usual station kitty-corner to her. Where from my vantage point behind the glass, I can see almost every direction out in front of the library. In order to keep a sharp eye out for Someone's Sister, whenever she shows up to get May.

After dropping into my usual spot, I check out the view through the library fishbowl windows. Out through the thick glass, I spot that freshmeat kid Polanski from swimming day. Oddly lurking around with Chad's little brother "Corky" Collins in the Quad. I only know Chad's idiot brother Corky in passing, as he was on the closing shift at the Plunge. But I am pretty sure he was the one that was supposed to do the drain checks at closing.

I watch them chatting up a couple of guys, who I assume are trying to pass for the serious swimming crowd. A group of lame lappers who call themselves the San Fall Sharks. Cause after all Falcons aren't waterfowl, so what else were they gonna call themselves?   

It's a pretty safe bet that these guys are the school swimming studs. Seeing most of them are abnormally tanned and lanky looking with fly wing shoulders. But more telling to me is the light gangrene tint to their hair. Which is always a dead giveaway for someone who spends a lot of time in chlorinated pool pee water. As the shiver of Sharks heads into the Other Library for detention, I chalk all of these all these idiots up to whatever. Unfortunately, I dismiss them from my radar way too soon.

Of course, May and I aren't actually doing any real homework today. But rather we are discussing this Friday's date night, and which potential pizza might be suited best for the showing of The Graduate. May is pushing hard for a traditional thin crust New York style double pepperoni. While I am extolling the many virtues of the greater calzone style pie. Which is right about when the next flock of unwanted clowns makes their unwelcomed appearance at Study Buddies.

"Well lookie here boys. If it isn't Princess Pee Pee, the king of the toilet bowl?" Corky Collins oozes up into our corner carrel. "I've been looking around for you, Princess."

I rotate around slowly and stare Corky down. It's immediately clear to me as winter water that this isn't just some casual run-in. Because not only can I not stand his douchey big brother, but I barely know this guy? Not to mention, the fact that this guy and I haven't said word one to each other in passing since school started. But all of the sudden he is looking for me? not to mention with freshmeat Polanski and four more of his lapper buddies in tow, filing in the carrel behind him?