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Summary: The student body of A. nigma High express their opinions over a certain prankster.
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As a child, Lee Ping was different from the other kids. He was quieter (but not shy), intelligent. He knew things most kids didn't and didn't mind it. He'd just shrugged. He was smart, so what? He wasn't a nerd, but he was as smart as one.
Some had tried bullying him. They tried to stuff him into lockers or give him swirlies, but it never worked. He was just too fast, to smart. He could dodge and and avoid and slip out of there fingers like he was made of water. But he wasn't weak. The few who'd managed to corner him sported the same amount of bruising as the one they'd confronted. It wasn't that he was tough, he just knew how to attack and hurt in just the right ways to cause the most damage. He was fast, but he wasn't an athlete. He was tough, but he wasn't a bully.
So they alienated him. Pushed him out of every clique that was slowly beginning to form. The nerds scoffed at him, the jocks hated him, the bullies -minus one or two- completely ignored him. The only clique he could ever join, the mathletes, he left willingly. He was an outcast, but he wasn't lonely. He had his two outcast friends, had his own version of a clique. He was the most ignored kid in school, but he was also the happiest.
Eventually, they forgot all about him. Who was that weird red-head again? Oh well, it wasn't like he was anybody important.
And maybe it was that mentality that drove him to pull off the greatest prank in A. nigma High history.
It was shocking. Outcast Lee Ping, the guy never invited to any parties, the kid who never bragged about his grades or wore the right clothes. The one kid in school who hung out with the one and only Latino kid, the one who never made fun of anyone because of who they were. That Lee Ping, the outcast with a golden heart, managed to do something that awesome all on his own. It was unthinkable!
And, suddenly, he was important. He wasn't the nobody with nobody friends, he was Lee Ping, the craziest, coolest prankster in school. Popular girls swooned over him, nerds begged to do his homework, bullies were proud of their past draws with the teen, bragging about how they'd almost beaten him. Everything was flipped upside down and turned on its axis.
All except for Lee.
He didn't change, not in the slightest. He was still the kid they'd outcasted, only know he was shoved into the spotlights of popularity.
And it kind of sucked, when you thought about it. The brains and kindness in him was so visible, yet it'd taken years for it to be fully appreciated. And even then, he was only popular because of a prank (a prank that seemed completely against his nature to commit), eventually he'd fade back into the background and regain his position as an outcast. So was the social circles of life.
But they knew, that no matter how hard they tried, they'd never forget the sight of him running threw the hallway, or hanging out with cliques that he'd shouldn't have ever clicked with, but somehow managing to look quite at home around, and, even years later after the cliques dissolved and rearranged and they'd lost track of some of the kids they'd hung out with before, even when they forgot his face and his actions, they would never forget the name.
Lee Ping.
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