“Hey, what’s up D.J.?”
This is what Seth said as soon as walking outside the high school cafeteria.
“Nothing. I’m eating lunch,” was his reply.
“Dude, dig this. I’m sitting in Biology class, doodling’ a cartoon on my notebook… then Ms. Rassy tells me I got after school detention!”
“For drawing??”
“Well, the drawing was of an Elephant doing black tar heroin.”
“That’s a bummer, man,” said Dej.
All of a sudden, Billy Molten strolls around the corner of the school, and he’s draggin’ on a cigarette.
“Billy…” said D.J. “You shouldn’t be smoking on school grounds.”
“I don’t give a rat toot’s ass,” he said.
Seth and D.J. started to get very nervous around this time, since their friend was breaking the rules. Seth decided to take out and snack on his cinnamon gram cracker bears to ease the tension of the situation. That’s about when Annette came walking outside to meet the guys.
“Hey Annette, what‘s up?” said D.J.
“Nuthin’ much. I heard Phil Harlup got suspended last Friday. Right after second period, Phil got really anxious during class and got into an argument with some other guys. The teacher sent him into the hallway and that’s when he threw a desk against a wall.”
“Woah, intense!” replied Seth.
“Phil is a troublemaker,” interjected D.J. “The guy’s no good. He’s always pickin’ fights and cutting’ in line for snacks during lunch.”
“I know. It pisses me off too!” said Seth.
“Take it easy. Phil’s decent. He’s just having a bit of trouble fitting in since moving from New England,” replied Annette. “Actually, I think he’s kind of cool…”
“How’s it going guys, sup Annette,” said Billy Molten, still smoking his cigarette.
“Hey Billy…” said Annette, rolling her eyes since she knew Billy was just trying to look ultra cool.
“Did you guys read Jurassic Park?” asked Billy. “I thought the book was fantastic. Towards the end of the summer, I actually spent most nights inside just reading the book!”
“I didn’t read that crappy book,” said Seth. “I rented the fuckin’ movie.”
“But the test in class is going to have questions about it that aren’t in the movie, man!” he said.
“I don’t care. I’ll do fine,” Seth said with confidence.
The conversations amongst the gang of friends slowed down a bit after Seth’s reply. That’s when D.J. asked Seth if he could swap his apple for Seth’s star crunch. He was reluctant, but he did do the trade after all.
“Crew, I heard that some friends of mine that are seniors are headin’ for Ocean City this weekend,” said Billy with enthusiasm. Just about then, he coolly lit another cigarette.
“Oh, those nerf herders you know. If you’re talking about Jake and Fenny Ray; you’ve got to be kidding.”
“C’mon, Annette. They’re cool! You know, Fenny one time actually walked right out of his shift at the repair shop since his Manager said she wouldn’t allow skateboard magazines to be in the waiting room.”
“Oh, baloney. Fenny is a cheese ball. That goof is in my Mathematics class, and all he ever does is sleep or play on his Digimon.”
“That fucker has a Digimon?!,” blurted an excited Seth.
“Yes. But they’re stupid,” she said.
“No way. I had one of those growing up,” he said.
“Hey D.J., do you think I can get a dime today?” asked Billy. “I got ten bucks.”
“Maybe. Supply’s low though. I might be able to hook you up with a dime, maybe a nick bag…”
“That’ll be enough,” replied Billy Molten with reassurance.
It was just about this time when Principal Skinner (not from the Simpsons, just a coincidence of names) appeared outside on the patio.
“Billy Molten! Put out that cigarette!” enforced Principal Skinner.
“Aw, c’mon„,! I just got this pack today. They cost me nearly five dollars. I don’t wanna waste a cigarette.”
“Do it.” this, he said.
The crew of friends looked in awe and respect towards the young Billy Molten that day. Billy tossed his cigarette into the wind.
It was around this time, one of their friends, Johnny Pom-Pom walked outside to greet them.
“Hello sunshine!” shouted a glazed and animated Johnny Pom-Pom. “Have you all read Jurassic Park?”
No one really replied to what he said, except for Billy.
“Yes. I did read it. I thought it was great,” he said.
“I really enjoyed it,” replied Johnny.
“No one cares about reading,” said Seth.
Around this time, Tito came walking outside pitching cotton candy to the students. No one was really interested except for Johnny. He bought 2 bags. One of a blue flavor, the other probably like a cherry flavor.
“Did you guys ever play Super Mario Bros. on Nintendo. And I‘m talking about like NES?” asked Dej to the gang.
“Ain’t heard of it.” “Nope.” “Nada.” “Couldn’t say I have.” Was some of their replies.
Then Seth said, “Yes! I remember Mario.”
“What a classic game tis was,” said D.J. with sincerity.
“The 8th world was a bitch. And the castle was so damn obnoxious.”
“But it was good,” he said still.
The crew of friends paused to reflect on the mention of this game called Super Mario Bros. Johnny Pom-Pom was off in the corner smoking on a crack pipe and eating the cotton candy he bought.
The End.
