Shawn Mendes

Greg

SHAWN MENDES

CHAPTER # 5

Here twelve-year-olds are posting stories with hashtags couple goals and I am crying tears of blood. Wow, my life! I am standing

in the school corridor,crying at my luck in the front of my locker. Two lockers down from mine two freshmen are doing some

disgusting things. The nerd has her head in her book and her headphones are blasting Nervous by Shawn Mendes. And now I am

talking as if he is some famous celebrity and I am obligated to call him by his full name, whereas that is not the case. That

idiot is my brother and I miss him. I came back just yesterday from Chicago and I sound like a lonely homesick. I am pretzels

awesome, ain't I? Finally, when my feet start hurting from standing there for almost an hour I decide to take what I had to from

my locker and move. I take out a spiral notebook whose front is decorated with the mosaic Ven gave me. Oh, now that I am finally

back on earth, where's the second idiot in my life? There've been pretty bad rumours going about her lately. I wonder if she is

gonna commit suicide after listening to that just like Hannah Baker and leave me a set of tapes!

"No, fuck you, I am not going to commit suicide and even if I will I am not going to leave you a set of tapes because I don't

even know-"

"Ven, you idiot, you are late."I hug her straight away.

She hugs me back, "Ethan!"I don't need further explanations.

"That boy is a coward the size of a giant crow's nose."We pull back and she casts me a blank look at that."You know that you

have a really bad sense of humour, right?"I just shrug with a goofy smile.

"Did you really stand up to Mason on Friday?"

She lets out a long breath and we start walking down the corridor."Yeah."

"Have you been alright, Ven?"

"Yeah.....no...I mean Friday night I-"

"Greg, Ven, the receptionist is calling you both, she has some mail for you."It's Parker from our Sociology class.

We both look at each other and I can understand that she is trying to say she will tell me later.

The receptionist tosses us both a coffee toffee and then hands us both a beige envelope. Ven is literally jumping in antici-

pation, what's there to be excited about?

She pulls out a pitch-black blank paper and so does I.What the fudge nuggets are that supposed to mean? Literally, a flop prank.

Ven, on the other hand, is looking at her paper somewhat solemnly.

"Ven, what is it?"

She keeps on staring at the paper, probably zoned out to Jupiter, Mars, Saturn?Venus, definitely!

She doesn't notice me even when I take the coffee from her hand and pop it into my mouth. The height of absurdity!

The receptionist also gives her a weird look and its time for me to take action.

"VEEEEENNNNNNN!"

"What the fuck are you trying to do? I am standing right here, shut up!"

"You were probably off to Ti-"

"I read this article about a rubic abductor in the newspaper this morning. Weird, probably yes.Creepy, DEFINITELY yes."