This is one of those "meanwhile" chappies... PLEASE review!

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At about the same time Magda hung up on her now ex-boyfriend, Randall Boggs sat in his bedroom in his parent's home on the outskirts of Monstropolis.

It wasn't a very attractive house; single roof, paint peeling, doorknob broken. The inside only had two bedrooms, one for his father and one for himself. It was always a mess, and Randall was neat. He tried to clean up wherever possible, so his father didn't have an excuse to nag at him like he always did when he drank.

Right now, he sat curled up in his desk chair, staring out at the bleak weather; it was raining.

He was a thin lizard monster, lilac colored scales, blue patterned down his serpentine back, eight arms and legs and a mouth full of steak-knife teeth. He was paler than usual because he was about to shed his skin any time now, but that wasn't what was worrying him.

Tomorrow, he had school.

It wasn't his school work or his teachers that bothered him; it was everyone and everything else.

He sighed, shivered, and gazed longingly as a few monster teenagers went by his house, jeering and laughing at him through his window. No matter what he did to fit in, he was never accepted. His father ignored him most of the time. His teachers thought him a brilliant but reclusive teenager, and they never said a word. It was like he was living in a fog where he was invisible all the time. He dreaded going back tomorrow; not many people in his school like reptillian monsters, and he figured he was one of the reasons why.

Resigning himself to it, he got to his four feet and began gathering all his school things; he may as well get started on his homework. Only two more months of this high school hell, and he'd be free. Free to call himself an adult and get a job where people would accept him. Or maybe he was only fooling himself. Maybe he'd never be accpeted.

All he could do was let the tide of life sweep him away, take him where it would, and hope.

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