Preface

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Gordon still remembers the day when he first laid eyes on Shrek. It was many years ago, back when they were both in high school. Shrek had been the new kid in the 11th grade. He was quiet, and hesitant to speak when called on.

They had math class with Mr. Wheezer together. Mr. Wheezer always gave the most unfathomably boring lectures, so it wasn't unlikely for Gordon to start daydreaming. Usually it involved the usual school babes, but this particular Monday would be different.

12 minutes after class had already started, a heavyset ogre boy walked in, his backpack slung over one shoulder. Gordon let out a small gasp.

Up until now, Gordon has never viewed such raw and utter beauty. The new boy's dewy skin was dotted with light bronze freckles that contrasted with his intense green skin. He wore a beanie with his dainty ogre ears poking out the bottom. He also had on an oversized vintage band T-shirt, black and white checkered vans, and skinny jeans that were absolutely torn to shreds, revealing the luscious green skin underneath.

Mr. Wheezer paused in the middle of speaking. "Can I help you?" he asked curtly.

"I'm looking for Mr. Wheezer's English class?" The strange but breathtakingly gorgeous boy asked.

"You're in the right place. And you are?"

"Shrek. My name's Shrek."

"Well, have a seat, Mr. Shrek. You're late."

Shrek quickly glanced around the classroom before his gaze fell upon the seat next to Gordon. He began to slowly shuffle towards it. Gordon's heart began pounding.

Thump thump thump.

Shrek pulled out the chair and sat down. He set his backpack by his feet and rested his rather breathtaking arms on the desk.

Gordon cast a nervous glance at Shrek. Shrek smiled. 

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