To Infinity And Beyond

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***Disclaimer: This is a true story with fake names (for security purposes), all of these events have taken place. The names and places have been changed slightly- the school in which this story takes place is true (The International School of Panama), but on no grounds am I claiming any part of the school. Note- Every part of this story is true. Names (as mentioned above) are changed for security purposes.***

"Lulu! Wait up, man!" Miksa said, "Shitaki Mushrooms, Lu, your gonna give me a heart attack one of these days." "'Shitaki Mushrooms'?" I grimaced, "That really is an all-time low on you catchphrases, Clark Kent." I said, raising an eyebrow. Miksa, a Hungarian guy, fellow nerd and swimmer and my best friend. His haircut resembles that of Clark Kent, "You already got your ticket? Mr. Namath wants us to go." I groaned. The school dance was something all Leadership students had to attend. The Leadership was something students would get voted into and plan stuff like fundraisers, tribe events, class schedules, annual field trips and, of course, dances. Sadly, we also had to attend every single event we planned. Miksa and I, along with others were forced to go to the dance. Just the thought of having to wear a dress made me insecure. Yup, social anxiety wins again. Nevertheless, I had to go, so I had to have a date. I knew I could probably get out of having a date though.

Saying goodbye to Miksa, I ran up the 5 staircases that lead to an icy class taught by the world's worst teacher: Mr. DeVine. The class was made up of some people whom I would later love, be indifferent to and completely hate with all of my heart. The class was made up of these people: Maya Shredder, Luke Dennis, Mara Anangi, Mariha Hughton, Frida Munos, Cecil Thomas. Sadly, the class was not as interesting as the people in it. But while we're at it, lemme tell you about the people in this class; Maya was a rich daddy's girl who had everything, I think her IQ was below 70, and she was as mean as her last name. Luke Dennis was a friend of Cecil, he was artistic and wanted to become a tattoo artist when he got to the legal age in Panama (15). Ever seen the musical "The Heathers"? Yeah, well, let's say that Maya was Heather Chandler, in which case Frida Munos was sorta like Heather Duke. Basically, Mara was the dumb one who had "big jugs". Mara Anangi was smart, calm, calculated and a good student, like me, she was on the honor roll. Finally, there was Cecil Thomas, her grades ranged from B+ to A+, she was unapologetically artistic and was one of the most talented people I have ever met. She was beautiful, calm, smart, weird and just, wow. As the class went on, we were put in pairs to figure out how to conjugate verbs. Just as I was stuck with a lady with a lower IQ than my dog who was born with little oxygen (Yup, that's how he was born). The bell rung, liberating me from a conversation I knew nothing about (Halter tops and something called "chubberballs".

"Lulu! Hey c'mon, wait!" said Vival Sujut, closely followed by Jae Eun Yi, both of these girls are my best friends. Jae Eun Yi is Korean, she loves everything and hates K-pop ("It's not real music, it's pure autotune"), on the other hand, Vival was purely focused on that 4.6 GPA. Even though we were all grade- A students, you could always count on Vival to remind you that finals were "so close you could smell your chance of failing!". As we made our way into the cafeteria, we passed Cecil and Luke, the school often gossiped about their "forbidden love", even though I knew that Cecil was probably gay. I had no way of thinking straight though since no food meant no thought, I decided to run to the cafeteria, catching up with Vival and Jae Eun. 

As we wolfed down our food, I heard Vival rapidly whisper a quick prayer to Tara (Buddhist goddess of compassion), "Lu, can you buy me pocky?" I frowned, "Buddy, you know I'm forever broke, right? Plus, you owe me 15 dollars already!" Jae Eun was about to argue but then Cecil came up to our table, "Hey guys, I'm getting paid to hand out the flyers for the dance, but since Jae isn't forced to go, here!" she smiled, "I'm glad you're actually thinking of going this year!" spoke Vival, Cecil had a reputation for always never going to social events that involved dresses or dates. "So, Lulu, are you going?" "I sorta have to go, Cecil. At least I can wrangle myself of not having to have a date, ".  Cecil looked flustered, "I have to say, I'm somewhat disappointed you won't have a date," Cecil added, "Are you trying to set me up again?" Vival choked on her coconut water, Jae Eun's jaw dropped, "Again?" "Yes, again, she tried to set me up with some guy named...Jon? Was it Jon? I forget, but still." I stated, "Well, sorry! I just thought you'd be a cute couple!" "It's fine. Just don't try to do it again." I was annoyed.                                                     The so-called Jon was an a-hole: let me take you back to the date-

He looked nice, he seemed sweet, and he was on time. He got me a drink and I paid for the popcorn because I don't want him to be the kind of guy who pays for everything and makes me feel like the glorified trophy. Once we sat down he asked me what my life is like and other bits of small talk, I replied easily and was really thinking 'this could be fun' up until the point where the movie was halfway over and he put his hand on my thigh. I quickly slapped it off and asked him what the bloody hell was wrong with him. He apologized, saying: "Sorry, you were just asking for it,"  I was shocked, "I wish you luck in life, my uneducated prick, because no woman aside from your mother's ever gonna love you." I left, but not before telling security what happened and getting him on the banned list of the movie theater.

I never understood if Cecil had known the movie theatre thing was going to happen, but Cecil really had never done anything to me. Were we sort of friends? Partners in French? Acquaintances? Man, I don't know. I entered my PIN number into the school cashier, "Sorry, sweetie, you're negative," said Bertha (My favorite lunch lady), I groaned 'where does all my money go? It's like: hocus pocus I'm broke-us'. Oh, well, at least I have swimming later.

Author's note:

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