Slap, Slap, Slap, Clap, Clap, Clap, Love (A Bolbi Stroganovsky Story)

*Eunice's POV*

As I walked down the hallways of Lindbergh Elementary School for my first day of school, I felt alone and depressed. In my whole nine years of living, I have never felt more invisible. I walked to my assigned locker to put my things away. As I shut the door, I gasped as I saw a mysterious boy in a checkered print sweater vest and eyes that looked every which way. He slowly turned to me with an alluring smile and yelled across the hallway "Slap, slap, slap! Clap, clap, clap! Bolbi!" I couldn't believe my eyes. He was beautiful. I could only hope we would have class together. Then the bell rang.