Spring

I'm leaving.

If we leave now, we can make it to fourth.

I'm not going.

Just because you're smart doesn't mean you get a pass.

Kind of does.

Why do you have your backpack then?

Why do you have your backpack then?

Just saying, but okay.

Shit.

She was shitty at getting it over, don't you remember?

Well, that's why Sheri should be in the front, she's the most intimidating.

You call that intimidating?

I mean, I almost knocked you out in practice a couple weeks ago, or do you not remember that?

To be fair, she was on the ground for five minutes, so it makes sense that she doesn't remember.

At least I can laugh about it now.

We should go watch him play.

Who?

Really?

You're still into that?

I mean, he's never been not a thing.

Girl, you can do so much better.

He's so cute though. Really, you're saying that to me now?

I mean, he's super cute. What's the issue?

Just saying, you've been hung up for a while.

Do you guys smell that?

It smells like swamp.

You forget to brush your teeth this morning?

She's so deluded.

Ready?

Yes.

I was a child and she was a child, in this kingdom by the sea. But we loved with a love that was more than love, I and my Annabel Lee. With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven coveted, her and me.

What are you doing?

What does it look like I'm doing?

Why?

Because I like it.

Focus on your own stuff.

Okay, okay. What else?

Love?

Yes, but what kind?

Unconditional?

There we go.

Class started 15 minutes ago.

I have a note.

Fake.

Shh. Quiet.

Am I the only one that's been thinking about this?

Well, I remember it but, yeah.

But they're older and...

And what does that mean?

That means that they're more interesting. They got more things to talk about. They got more things to do.

Oh. Okay.

They're mature.

I like them mature, so.

Ah, drinks.

I'm sold.

Right! Yes!

You were too easy to get there.

What!

Yeah, that was way too easy.

I'm not easy. Yeah, that was way too easy.

I'm not easy.

I'm so not touching that.

Listen, gotta start somewhere, right?

Nah.

You're good.

Thanks.

How long have you been back?

Six months.

You know, I don't live very far from you.

Oh, yeah?

I don't live very far from you.

Oh, right.

Just off Bramwood.

Nice.

Thank you.

Rose.

Rose.

Here we go.

Where's your paper?

It's up here.

Summer. What do I know about Summer. Uhmm. Hmm.

The Eiffel Tower grows six inches every year, due to the iron expanding in the heat. Uhmm.

Uh, frisbees were invented in the 1800's, it literally started as empty pie plates and they carried that on for about 60 years.

Makes you wonder what other questionable things we're doing right now.

Uhmm. Ooh. It's scientifically proven, that summer babies suffer from mood swings.

Which may explain a few things.

And that reminds me, none of you wished me a Happy Birthday, but I won't hold that against you.

That's all I really have to say about summer.

Okay. Anyone?

Roy?

That wasn't really a poem, I mean, it was just facts laid out in different ways.

Rose?

Well, I don't know how I'm supposed to debate off that.

That wasn't really a question, just words laid out in different ways.

Who's to say how a poem is defined anyway?

Roy.

Rose.

Stay back.

You have the highest test scores in your class.

You may be able to get by with that in your other subjects, but not mine.

If you don't take it seriously, I'm going to have to fail you. You understand?

Mhmm.

You're trying to get into Rhodes, aren't you?

Okay.

What a bitch.

She probably has a crush on you, I think she's cute in a weird teacher way.

Ew.

That's your pick?

Hell no, Mr. Hall.

Ew. Gross.

Have you seen his chest, it like bulges out of his shirts.

Miss Perez is sexy as hell.

Oh yeah. I took ceramics because of her.

Uh huh. She can work my pot any day.

Yeah. Uh huh. She can work my pot any day.

Yeah.

Yes, please.

No, I'm good.

Yo, uhm, could you send me like ten bucks for the beers?

No.

Check this out.

These are good.

Have you seen his ID?

Let me see.

It looks nothing like him.

How the hell do they let that pass?

Couldn't tell you.

Tyler.

What was that?

Is no one gonna go get it?

You're just gonna watch it.

Can I show you how it's done? Watch the master.

There we go.

22?

Yeah, 24 when you grow out your mustache.

I'm gonna look so good with a mustache.

Mmm, doubt it.

Oh my god. I'm gonna get the little wax, do the little curly ones.

The seal has broken.

You guys let me walk around with lipstick on my teeth.

Excuse me.

It's like so close, what is that?

Alright, let me show you.

Let's bring this back.

What?

Well, that's okay. I'll just win all your games, guys.

That doesn't count either.

What!

Go Tyler!

Don't worry, I'll bring it back.

Blow.

Blow.

What do you think of her?

Her?

Mhmm.

No.

She's cute.

Right?

So picky. Just too good for everyone.

You skip grades in England or here?

Uhm. When I took the placement tests here.

Wow. That's crazy.

I guess. I always feel like I've learned everything I'm being taught though.

Mm. I mean, that's kind of a nice feeling, right? Knowing everything.

Not really.

I mean, why not? You don't have to try as hard as we do.

Yeah, but I don't learn anything new.

Tyler, your turn.

Alright, let's do this.

Come on. Come on. Alright, let's do this.

Come on. Come on.

You got this.

So close.

Trish?

Yeah.

Not really my type.

What is your type?

I don't know.

Playing hard to get?

Nope.

I'm gonna get another.

Cool, yeah.

Yeah!

We won?

We won!

You suck. And you suck and you suck and you suck!

He always told me that I had colors seeping out of me. But, I never listened.

And the hues eventually faded.

Why is it that we don't know what we have until it's gone?

Is that all apart of the lesson of life? Or is fate another fable we're told when we're young so our lives aren't meaningless?

If there were a destiny, she would see all of my insecurities and she would purse her lips against the indented punctures that filled my head and she would make them okay.

She wouldn't take them away, or make them beautiful.

She would accept them and all of the tiny fragments that piece me together.

She would turn me into art. An impression of a majestic sunset where all of my inadequacies were the colors that melded the painting together.

That's all.

Okay. Good job.

I'm not the biggest fan.

Eleven points is eleven points.

Easy.

Speak for yourself.