THE ARCHIVES: Chapter 153

I Don’t Really Care

Rumors circulated
the entire school by lunch time.
Liz came up to me.
“Did you hear about that girl
who brought pot to school?
Man, what an idiot!”
My mind was filled with images
of Gary and black envelopes
with poetry inside them,
so I took a long time to respond.
“Yeah, I think she was in my class.”
“You think?” Liz demanded.
When she looked at me,
I noticed a tiny stripe of blood
on her face.
(Remnants of a popped zit?)
I shrugged. “I don’t really care.
It’s her problem, not mine.”
Gary. The envelope.

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