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I had to pee.
“Don’t leave the seat up,” Dave Roundhill said to me as I walked into the school restroom.
“Rot in Hell, pizza face!” I shot back.
Dave didn’t hear me. He was too busy laughing at me with his bald followers. The entire baseball team shaved their heads when they made it into the championships. What an idiotic tradition. All it did was make Dave’s red acne more obvious. Asshole.
As I sat on the toilet for the 3rd time today I read the graffiti written on the stall.
“Want head? Call 727-3693.”
This is a fucking girls restroom.
“Leslie Stevens was here 2/13/06.”
“Leslie is a faggot” was scribbled underneath it.
Leslie was such a fat loser. She was obsessed with anime and she wore the same damn pokemon knee socks everyday. I heard her dad got cancer and then her mom divorced him because he couldn’t get a boner after treatment.
“Wendy sux Mr. Feldman’s crusty old dick.”
Well I knew that. Skanky Asian.
Hmm, so that’s why her boobs were always so crinkled?
“Lillian McBride is a dyke”
That one had been on the wall since 8th grade. It all started after Kelsey told the whole school I was a lesbian.
“Lily, is it true?” Leslie asked me during lunch back in 8th grade.
“What?” I asked her.
“That you have gone the gay way?”
“Hell no, where did you hear that?”
“Well, from Skye”
“Well, I’m not a lezbo. Why would Skye ever think that?”
“She heard it from Wendy, who heard it from Rachel, who got a note from Shannon saying that Kelsey announced it during soccer practice to everyone.”
I let all the information sink in.
“So basically Kelsey just felt like starting a random lesbian rumor about me?”
“Basically,” Leslie nodded.
“That grimy whore bag.”
I got up from my lunch table and walked straight over to the ‘soccer hotties’ table.
“Kelsey.” I starred at her intensely.
“Oh, look who it is, the school dyke.” She looked to her table for approval, they all burst into laughter. What a bunch of mindless wastes of sperm.
I rolled my eyes. “I’m not a dyke.”
“Lily, just look at yourself. You dress sloppy, you are wearing birkenstocks for shoes, you smell like a man and don’t even get me started on your hair.” Her followers snickered.
“Well I’m sorry I don’t have my hooker of a mother bleach my hair every night for me.”
“Why are you eyeing my mother? Oh I get it, you like the older women.”
“Whatever.” I put my hands up and surrendered.
“Well have fun making out with Leslie over there, I hear she likes tongue.” Kelsey licked her lips, grinning.
My hands were shaking; I wanted to hit her so bad. But I turned my body and started to walk away.
“Hey Lily, are those socks or are you growing hair to keep your man calves warm during the winter?” Leslie yelled out to me.
Everyone in lunch heard. My face burned up. That was it.
I spun around and decked Kelsey right in the middle of her smug face.
I had detention for 5 weeks. I didn’t care. That bitch got what she deserved and 3 out of the 5 weeks Steve had detention too, which gave me time to memorize his face. Wonderful memories of mine.
I had a blaring headache. I rested my head against the cold bathroom stall wall. Thank God school was ending; I certainly didn’t need the added stress from it. The only good part about school was the chance to escape from Fay and the demon children and of course, Mama drunky.
All I wanted to do was sleep. I closed my eyes and dreamt of myself lying in bed forever. No alarms, no light, no Jojo, just me, breathing. If it wasn’t for the sound of the hand drier I could’ve fallen asleep for real.
Pants down, sitting atop a filthy toilet.
Glory to bathroom stalls.