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We arrived, and Kiku held me back and tied back my hair, "Nice and presentable, good luck tonight."
I was touched, I cheated off of him for the first half of the year and here he is helping me again!
"I feel bad for kicking your ass in Mario Kart."
Dick.
I, I just gotta laugh here people. I walk in and you know what song is playing? Young Girls by Bruno Mars. What relevance does it have to what's going on? None, but since it's not a fast song or a slow song I'm just watching these kids get sweaty and shy away from the dance floor due to the fact they don't know what dance move to do to this awkwardly paced song. Of the two dance moves they know there is the Lazy Sway, where you get on each other and sway back and forth until the song finally ends and you can do something fun, and there's the Party Jump Fist Bump, where you jump and raise your fist over and e=over again effectively hitting the kids you don't like by "accident" and a circle or mosh pit usually forms.
Me? My dance moves go beyond that of the average teenage male. I was in cotillions. Back in middle school all the girls wanted a piece of my dancing feet… but then my confidence took a plumit for several reasons I won't list because, let's face it, even if nothing happened to me my confidence would have been flushed away by high school in general. It happens to everyone. What happened to me? In the end, not a lot, I blame my face and cowardice. Maybe that's why nothing ever happened? Maybe I just wanted to be interesting. You know that's why I hate Alfred sometimes, he don't even gotta try and he's a slice of bread… or… shit I messed that up.
The electric beat went off through the gym, the song was changing. Oh my god. A goddess's voice went through out echoing among the teens. She was singing the holiest of hymns.
You can't have my heart
And you won't use my mind but
Do what you want with my body!
Do what you want with my body!
You can't stop my voice cause
You don't own my life but
Do what you want with my body!
Do what you want with my body!
Alfred gave me the all clear as he proceeded to grind on the disinterested Alice and Kiku awkwardly watched, putting the pics on tumblr, no doubt adding a meme to it. Can I look away from this? Alfred was cracking me up trying to twerk on the English girl who stood still as stone, as if she was being a wallflower. She sipped her punch like she was sitting at high tea somewhere. Her eyes however looked like she was going to kill Alfred. He was saved Ivan ran over to counter-twerk Alfred who got mad and they had a twerk-off. I ain't messing with that.
Gilbert… Gilbert… Gilbert… Gilbert… GILBERT!
I found him frowning as he watched the gyrating children. I ran over and took advantage of the situation.
"Yeah, this isn't my thing either."
"No, it isn't that…"
"What is it?"
He suddenly started rotating his hip and dancing, "Their form is awful."
I've just died. What did I just watch? He was worse than all of them combined, "You wanna dance?"
"To this song?"
I mimicked his shitty dance moves. He laughed and allowed me to drag him into the mosh pit. Why do kids always get excited when teachers get in on the action? It's not that big a deal. What is a big deal is all of these tarts "accidentally" bumping into said teacher. All of this heat and booty sweat, I felt dizzy and sick. I had to excuse myself much to my distress. But then he showed up. He walked outside of the gym to check on me. He really is kind and majestic, I take back every bad thing I ever said about him.
"Are you okay?"
Now that you're here!
"Yeah, I'm just not used to crowds," I said slyly. Maybe I too could "accidently" bump into Mr. Beilschmidt.
"Awesome, cause if a kid dies while I'm supposed to be a chaperone I'll probably get fired or worse… have my pay cut. That would be so not awesome because I think I'm supposed to get a raise."
Jerk. Why do I like this guy again? The idea is making me sick.
"I'm gonna puke."
"I'll let you use my bag," he held up a paper bag.
"Why do you have that?"
He opened it up and a yellow bird flew out, "What the hell!?"
He grinned as the bird started to attack me, "Oh he likes you."
He came up, did a barrel roll, and shot a bird feed bazooka at my face.
It was then I noticed him staring at me, I mean once the bird calmed down. He took off my glasses and I flipped. Is that my heart beat!? Can he hear it too!?
"So that's what you really look like," he laughed.
HE'S LAUGHING!? I KNEW IT! I'M HIDIOUS! I'M SO UGLY! I MUST HAVE PIMPLES!? HE'S JUDGING ME! HE'S JUDGEING MY SOUL! I'M SORRY! PLEASE BE MY SECOND AS I KILL MYSELF! AHHHH! I NEVER HAD ANY RIGHT TO SHOW MY FACE! DAMN YOU KIKU!
You can take a boy outside of the walls but you can't take the walls out of the boy. Isn't that what they would say? That's right, at the end of tonight I'll just end up back behind my bricks. Maybe I'd peak out, maybe I'd want to leave again, but I wouldn't. I'd forget what was outside and never think of leaving again. Then I'll grow fat and old and die alone with no one there to dispose of the body but the mushrooms I grew in my loneliness. Something happened then to pull me out of my delusion.
And then he put his arm around me, "It looks good."
He came in like a wrecking ball.
I giant iron sphere came crashing through one of my walls. A giant fist tore the rest of it down. There was an exposure and a frightening sense of being naked. And then a cool breeze came through, was that what wind was like? He came in when the winds changed and brought about a change in me.
And I ended up catching a cold.
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