I was thirteen or twelve, on the boardwalk of a middle school. it cost too much. there weren’t many of us there and we usually questioned what kind of background some kids had, to make them afford it.
i sought peace, like everywhere else. i wanted it at lunch. There was this stupid girl who had long, blond pretty hair, with scary boots. She had bright eyes and they were dying to come out.
anyway, she talked up shit, bringing up something knew none of us knew. her dad was a judge like mine, and I couldn’t understand what she was proving.