THE THING INSIDE YOUR HEAD

l her time to be with Anderson Simpson (or Andy, as

skirt delicately, then pulled the pin that held her blonde hair to let the hair fall, n

fortunate, to be part of their neighbourhood. She'd been friends with Andy sinc

as she though

such a

wned the first business firm in the tow

combed, glasses as clear as crystals. He wore his favorite jacket over an ash-colour

old herself, grabbing her handbag ju

having breakfast, both

her mother - Stella Redwood- was an employee to The Simpsons Busines

ted her steps to take the plate of cookies she knew was

ad," said she, he

d over her shoulder. Daniel and Stella excha

occurred at the Edgetons'. His father had listened patient

ir of eyes, long legs that resembled those of basketball players, and an auburn-co

heriff nextdoor and speak to him about it? He

ved his son down his nose, he smiled looking back at himself - he looks no

most, it was a bully. I'll have to hear what happened today, if he's willing to tell." He tapp

Andy's shoulder. Then he said, "Make sure

ad, thanks f

lf." Then just as Andy head

Yea

all about i

ol bus. It passed by, at approximately 7:30 a.m. He'd just passed Jocelyn's house an

ug skirt. She flashed a very sweet smile, exposing her dimples. He

, hi

dy, how

ay, not b

d on to h

no time. They sat on the waiting-bench. To save himself from fu

lowed with the lyrics, he could see from the co

laimed. "Now, how

ppresse

atch I invented d

did w

e school bus screeched its whee

she nodded. They both picked up t

us, he smiled as he saw Harrison with a reserved seat

d his Opening Session Speech - if that was what the, "That was a nice sp

how he'd "kicked" his father's butt. Andy laughed hard at Harrison's manner o

e, he finally marvelled at my strengt

over Harrison's shoulder as James

ting lunch. Anyone could have pretended oblivion, as always, but not this time. The new guy, Thomas, was a

omas cursed. Mrs. Tennyson gasped

sshole?" Thomas retorted. "I'm going

the great bully, James Heatherfield. Blows kept lan

le phones danced across

dering my b

nowledged, after averting his eyes t

school authorities. In no time, they

y. He grieved inside his heart, then began to rise on one leg, then the other. He skedaddled his gaze across the room of students and teachers - mobile phones

you

ip was firm. Then, he felt a much tenser grip on

turned to Thomas, "-that's enough firs

e was misunderstood, but knew better