The HSR just put a sticky note next to your “I’m going to the gym for a good, long, and sweaty workout…tomorrow!” smile, saying that IT’S OKAY TO HAVE THAT EXTRA LARGE TUB OF SALTY BUTTERED POPCORN, A SUPERSIZED STRAWBERRY/MANGO SLURPEE, A FROZEN BOX OF DOUBLE BONBONS, AND TWO PACKS OF CHEWING GUM, SPECIALLY MADE FOR LOUD POPPING NOISES!
Quick Background: Rona
just got her braces off and looks knockout fine! With her new large space
between the front teeth, all of the high school boys are starting to intensely stare
at and adore her. But Meg and the other female students don’t like her getting
all that attention from their boyfriends one bit!
An
angry Meg fumes, “Rona thinks she can just come on in and take over and stuff!...Well,
she’s got another thing coming! Tomorrow, it’s going down!”
Crystal,
one of Meg’s good friends, chimes in, “I know what you saying. And my boyfriend
Nick is paying way much attention to her, too. He didn’t even show up to get
our usual ice cream cones after school yesterday!”
Erin,
Meg’s other close friend, reveals, “When I got my braces off, Reggie (her
boyfriend), just said, “Nice.” And he doesn’t stare at me like he stares at
Rona!...I
hate her smile!...”
Meg
says, “When I got my braces off, all Curtis said was that he was glad that now
our braces won’t get stuck together anymore! Duh! Sheesh!”
Just
then, Curtis walks up to them and cheers, “Hey y’all, what’s up? Yo, why the
sad faces? Hey, Meg, before I get my braces off, should I get a space between
my teeth?”
Meg
fumes and twist-pinches Curtis on his arm closest to her.
“Ouch!”
yelps Curtis. “Why’d you do that?”
“You
need to stop feigning with Rona, ‘cause you’re my stuff,” possesses Meg.
Next,
Nick runs up to the group and tells Curtis, “Man, we have football practice right
now! Come on!”
He
turns and sees his girlfriend Crystal, and says, “Oh, hi, Crys!”
Nick
reaches out to touch Crystal’s hand, but Crystal pulls it away and curtly tells
Nick, “Humff! You’re either with me or with that floosie Rona! I see you
checking her out too much!”
“Aww, Babee, you know, you’re the only one for me,” confesses Nick, “Well, let’s talk more over ice cream after practice!”
Crystal
loses some of her upsetness, and allows Nick, “Okay.”
Erin
says, “Hey, guys, I’ve got to go to Calc Study Group. Let’s talk later.”
Meg
and Crystal walk over to their adjoining lockers.
Crystal
opens her locker and says, “Rona’s in my Physics Study Group. I’m going to keep
an eye on her and see if she has any plans. If she does, then that equal and
opposite reaction stuff in Physics is gonna happen right to her!”
“Right
about that! Well,” says Meg, “I’m off to the Library, see ya!”
Meg
slowly strolls to the Library in deep thought, even at times ignoring some of
her waving friends who are walking by her, so immersed is she with thinking of
what to do about Rona.
She
mistakenly bumps into her gay friend, Sampson.
He
blurts out, “Hey, Mitch! Watch where you’re walking! Oh, I’m sorry…Meg, it’s you.
What’s up, child?”
“I’m
sorry, Sampson. I’m just trying to think of what to do, because my boyfriend
keeps looking at Rona, with her new smile,” admits Meg.
“Oh,
you mean your man Curtis, with the big shoulders, who looks so cute with those tight
football pants on. I’d love to rub his sore muscles after the game, but he’s
just not my type, squirms Sampson.
They
both continue to walk to, then in to, the Library.
To
their surprise, they both see that Rona is between the tall bookshelves looking for a periodical.
Meg
goes behind the Library counter and places her book bag down. Sampson walks to
the Men’s room.
A
few moments pass in the super quiet place…
…then
Rona starts screaming loudly, because some how the tall book shelves start to
lean and begin to fall over on her…
TO
BE CONTINUED…
May
you have many…I’m smiling because I’m in some serious shade on this hot day,
feeling a comfortable side breeze…I had too much ice cream on my cone the other day,
because, it ran all down my arm!...sometimes my life is good and even great,
but there’s so much unbearable pain in this world that my happiness gets
tempered with sad reality…smiles!
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