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It began when u passed a note to q when they were young. u got a bunch of friends to help out. Together they all got real small and crawled over to q, and for some of them it was a lot of work.
d had it easy, just standing there, but o had to hop around:
do y
[the note paused while o ran to the new spot]
d yo like any
[pause]
d y like anyone?
q guessed who it was from and didn't worry about the spelling.
q nodded.
The letters reshuffled and beckoned some others. o stayed in place while they reshuffled
who is
[pause]
who s it
q was shy, though, and didn't answer very quickly but couldn't help a glance over where u ordinarily sat. Back then, q and u were never together at all, separated by the powers-that-be who had assigned seats in letter school.
(The seating chart caused no end of problems. For years, i had filed official protests about having to always follow e, until the authorities gave in and reversed it, with c's parents helping broker a deal to keep the peace.)
Over, behind the corner, u giggled and blushed, telling k she'd known it.
k said u and q should go to the dance.
u said she didn't think q would want to.
[q was known as standoffish and a little weird. k honestly did not know what u saw in q]
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2 comments:
What I want to know is whether q and g are related.
I am in love with that photo of Mr F
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