Chapter 19: The Cupid Dance
[Gym, Atenamal Regional High, 8:11 PM, This]
VICTORIA: "Do I look okay?"
OSCAR: "Yeah."
VICTORIA: "Are you sure? My hair matches my dress, right?"
OSCAR: "Your hair is brown... your dress is red..."
VICTORIA: "Not the colour, you dumby. You know what - forget it. I look good. Right? I look good."
OSCAR: "You look good."
VICTORIA: "Thanks." (takes his arm and starts to walk in) "Are you sure?"
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[Gym, Atenamal Regional High, 8:16 PM, Can't]
(Victoria and Feli are engrossed in a flamboyant conversation)
ABDUL: "Hey, Oscar."
OSCAR: "Hey."
ABDUL: "Victoria your date?"
OSCAR: "Yep. Who's yours?"
ABDUL: "I'm just here with the boys. Well. They kind of made me go with Elsie."
OSCAR: "Have you danced yet?"
ABDUL: "God, no. She's not much of a dancer. Apparently she's more of a rider."
OSCAR: "She does softball, not horseback riding."
(...)
OSCAR: "Oh. Okay. I see. So... have you ridden yet?"
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[Gym, Atenamal Regional High, 8:29 PM, Be]
VICTORIA: "Do you want to dance?"
OSCAR: "Only if you want to."
VICTORIA: (shakes her head) "Let's just sit for a while."
OSCAR: "Sure."
VICTORIA: "What do you think of Feli?"
OSCAR: "I think she's pretty."
VICTORIA: "Would you date her? She kind of likes you."
OSCAR: "I'm... I'm with you right now."
VICTORIA: "Yeah, but we're not dating."
OSCAR: "Oh. Right."
VICTORIA: "Did you think we were?"
OSCAR: (quickly) "No."
VICTORIA: "So Feli?"
OSCAR: "No."
VICTORIA: "What about Raymond? Do you think he's handsome?"
OSCAR: "Not... really."
VICTORIA: "Really? I think he has a good face. I heard he doesn't have that great of a body though. I think the two hottest people in our grade are Fender and Jakob."
OSCAR: "Okay. Cool."
VICTORIA: "Right, though? Where is Fender, anyways? I want to see him in a suit."
OSCAR: "He's not here."
VICTORIA: "Why? Because of the whole rape thing? That wouldn't stop me from going. Have you ever seen Fender naked?"
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