The old David was fading now that I got my cool new haircut, and of course, new clothes. I had on a pair of black jeans with my black oxfords. I paired it with the gray button down shirt I bought from Dark Wave the day before.
I walked in and everything seemed to become in slow motion. I felt like everyone stopped and was turning to look at me. Was this it? Acceptance? Popularity? Here at school? I was ready for it and it felt awesome. It felt awesome until...
"Hey Feltcher, nice hair you fag!" One of the jocks said.
"It's Fletcher." I corrected him.
"Whatever, ass munch." He said popping a spit ball toward me.
So as I was abruptly brought down to earth, I saw Jason and Rusty down at the end of the hall. I perked up and carried my way toward them.
"Whoa! Look at you." Jason said.
"You look like a fucking new waver." Rusty commented with a high five.
"This is good." I said.
"Well, until gym class." Jason laughed.
"Yeah, maybe I'll sit out." I said.
"Don't worry. I'll protect you." Rusty joked.
"No. I got to stand up for this. This is who I am and who I want to be now." I exclaimed.
"You serious about this?" Jason asked.
"I'm serious. This is the first time that my life seems right." I said.
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