Underground

Ben Folds Five

Vince Noir

Alternative

Contrary to popular belief, Vince Noir wasn't the popular kid in school. Quite the opposite, really. That's one reason why he actually agreed to work at the zoo with Howard, to get out of school. Luckily, he found his people just in time.

Vince peeked at them from behind the wall. The kids with the mohawks and nose rings. The kids that formed a mosh pit during the talent show, and almost got expelled. He secretly wanted to be in the mosh pit, but he would have had to come out from hiding to do that. He really wanted to join them, right then, but he was too scared-

"BOO!"

Vince jumped out of his skin as he felt someone tap his shoulder. "I- I'm sorry."

"Chill out, kid." The guy walked over to his friends, with his arm casually over Vince's shoulder. "Peeping Tom."

"Bring 'em here." A girl giggled, patting a cushion beside her. "Aww, he's kinda cute. How old are you?" She brushed her bright blue hair out of her raccoon eyes.

"Sixteen."

"Oh, alright." She took another puff. "What are you doing hanging around 'ere?"

"I wasn't spying on you," he said defensively.

"Alright. What were you doing then?"

"I- I-"

The girl laughed. "I like him. He's rather adorable. Can we keep him?"

"He's not a dog Eileen."

"Fuck that, he's adorable."

"I suppose we can keep him. If he wants to stay."

"What do you say, small boy? Do you want to join us? Do you want to become one of us? Do you want to join the magical land where nothing ever goes wrong, and if it does, you either don't care or beat the shit out of it?"

"Yes?"

"Ah!" They raised whatever they were drinking or smoking. "To the short guy!"

"To the short guy," everyone rang.

"My name is Vince."

"To Vince!"

They passed him around, kissing him on each cheek. Surprisingly, he had never felt more loved.

"So, Vince. What shall be your kingdom?"

"What?"

"We all reign over something. I reign over nerds, rockers, geeks, and pretty much everyone else that's scared of punks."

"I- I'm a Mod."

"Vince, King of The Mods!"

Vince grinned at the people toasting to him. Even though he knew he would never see them again after school, he could tell they were going to make his last two years an amazing journey.

Author's Note: You can skip this if you don't want to be screamed at by an emotional puddle.

I just finished Stockholm Syndrome. First one. Trying to find a free a free .pdf or .epub of the other two. I'm a fucking wreck. I'm an emotional puddle And now I'm listening to Happy Ending by Mika, and crying, and eating Oreos, because I saw someone doing it on the Boosh From Last Night Tumblr and I thought it might work but I don't have Bailey's, so I can't even think about Gregg, but if I think about Gregg, I'll think about Noel, and then I'll think about Pip and... ASDFGHJKL!