It's a Tuesday. She shows up with tiny plastic butterfly clips in her hair, chewing cinnamon gum and calls him Dick. Not even twenty minutes into class. Just leans right over into his personal space, jabs him in the chest and says, "If you fuck anything up, I'll end you, Dick."
His name isn't Dick, it's Derek. And if she meant it as an insult, he's offended by the implied capital letter. He's a pretty decent guy.
On Wednesday she comes to school with pigtails and speaking in Spanish. She's sort of beautiful, in a really dysfunctional kind of way.
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