Chapter 3: Jason Whips Karen

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Cody's POV:

I was walking to school with my friend Dan Rains.

"So, how are you going to get around the Big G thing?" Dan asked.

"There is no way around it." I said.

"There's always a way. Quit school." Dan said.

"Yeah? I could also kill myself. Any other brilliant ideas?" I asked sarcastically.

"Could be worse you know." He said.

"How's that?" I asked.

"Ricky Brown could want to kick your butt, or something." Dan said.

"True." I said.

"Oh, hey, did you hear about Simon winning that car?" Dan asked. I looked at him shocked.

"What? No. A car?" I asked.

"Yeah. There was a contest in the paper. He had to write in 25 words or less how to save the world, or make peace, or whatever. Simon won." Dan said. That's awesome.

"Cool. Mr. Simon's a genius. What kind of car?" I asked.

"Pontiac GTO. Most bitchin' car ever made." Dan said. I looked ahead and saw the girl of my dream.

"There she is." I said and sighed.

"Give it up, Nichol." Dan said shaking his head.

"Hey, I can dream." I said smiling.

Mary Clear was a legend in her own time. She has established herself as the pre-eminent make-out artist in the eighth grade class. Everybody who was anybody had made out with Mary Clear.

Everybody, that is, except me.

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If Mary Clear was the most attractive girl in the school, then Karen Connor, one could argue, was the homeliest.

And the homeliest girl always had it worse then her male counterpart. It's like if the Elephant Man had an identical twin sister, some how she would seem homelier.

Karen bumped into Jason Freel as she was walking to her classroom. All the kids gasped.

"Oh, God! Oh, my God! It's "Cootie" Connor!" Jason Freel said freaking out. Karen ran away embarrassed.

"Cootie" Connor!" Jason said panting."I'm going to die! I'm going to die!" Jason said and ran off. All the kids started laughing.

"Oh, God!" Jason said and continued running.

There was one, and only one, kid you would go to if you contracted the dreaded cooties.

And that kid was Myron Stort. The Stort was resident expert on all things concerning cooties.

"Stort!" Jason yelled catching there attention.

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