Karrison's POV
It was a cold, dark morning here in Paldi, of course we did live in the close to the Arctic, so it was to be expected. Today is my first day at my new school; Beverpaldi School for Underachieving Nostalgic Lesbians, it had very good reviews and so, my Mother insisted. I walked like a constipated dancer towards the crowd of people sluggishly waiting for their bus and stood next to a girl with very purple hair.
Sage's POV
I saw a small skinny boy in baggy clothing walking towards the bus stop. He had long brown hair that complimented his structured face. He looked so beautiful crossing the road, making sure no cars were coming. I loved a man who knew about safety. He stood next to me bobbing his head to whatever music he was listening to, (probably Khia). The bus pulled up as we all pushed to sit near the back, I saw one girl so desperate she pushed someone in front of the bus! I hope she's alright. Karrison sat at the front conversing with the driver as I watched him from afar. He's so beautiful. Oh Karrison.
Karrison's POV
It was lunchtime now and my first day at Beverpaldi School was not going well. This morning I was trying to befriend the bus driver and a group of boys started shouting very offensive things at me, which I shall not repeat. Something good came out of it at least as the bus driver and I have a date later on, I hope he likes me back. I sat down at a table with Sage from the bus stop and another girl.
"This is Bemma," She introduced. Bemma looked very intimidating, maybe it was her hair? But I'm sure we'd grow to be the best of friends, or maybe even more. Who knows?
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Karrison's life changing trip to Paldi
RomansaBased on a true story of a nostalgic lesbian