It Happened. There Is No Avoiding It,

Rumors Are Spread By Jealous People

If I Ever Form A Clan, We'll Be The Anti-cheerleaders And Walk Under The Bleacher Forming Mild Acts Of Mayhem.

They Say They Have Noticed Me Drawing. I Almost Tell Them Right Then And There. They Noticed.

Eating Plain Toast Will Detonate Her. "i'll Have Some Honey." When The Bread Is Done I Scrape On A Microscopic Layer Of It And Pour A Cup Of Coffee, Black. She Pretends Not To Listen Or Watch As I Crunch Through My Breakfast. I Pretend That I Don't Notice Her Pretending.

You’re Not Dead, But You’re Not Alive, Either. You’re A Wintergirl.