Watercolors Page #4

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about this kid?

Stephen says he's having

a hard time adjusting.

I heard he got suspended for taking

the lug nuts off the faculty cars.

He seems all right, but then...

Then what, honey?

Stephen says he's worried

he's been taking drugs.

Yeah. Too much chlorine

to the brain.

He hasn't taken any drugs

since he's been here, has he?

No, Mom.

You'd tell me that, right?

What's up, Lois Lane?

Hey there.

Where's the Neanderthal?

He woke up at the crack of dawn

to go swimming.

Isn't that butch?

He just got back.

He's changing inside.

He's coming?

Be nice.

Okay, whatever you say.

I'll be nice.

He doesn't have a lot of friends.

I suppose if we can keep from using

more than three syllables at a time...

we can make him feel right at home.

You're terrible.

He is potty trained, right?

Shut up. He's coming.

Hm.

Her neck looks like it's broken.

She's probably dead.

Otherwise, what's the point?

Are you paying any attention to me?

What is this moron doing?

Would you stop?

This is why you don't bring

people like this to museums.

Can we look at another painting?

Well, boys and girls. It was fun,

but I have to get going.

What? Where?

I told my mom

I'd meet her at the mall.

We're getting our nails done.

Radical!

Shut up.

Good luck

with your dirty pencil drawings.

- Call me.

- Okay.

Come on, dude.

That's incredible.

Do you have ESP or something?

You should go on TV.

I like to see things where they go.

I don't have that kind of patience.

All the pieces

look the same to me.

That means you're just not looking

hard enough.

That's what Mrs. Martin says

about my figure drawings.

Well, maybe she's right.

You just can't force things,

you know?

I can't believe you listen

to this kind of music.

I was expecting to see

heavy metal posters everywhere.

Give me a little credit, will you?

What are you doing?

Relax.

It's just a little party favor.

Hey, you got any coin?

About six bucks. Why?

Okay, hang on a minute.

Okay. We're all set.

Set for what?

You want a hit?

Come here.

Come here!

Relax.

Just breathe, okay?

You know, I really, really want

to hate him.

I can't help it.

You don't have to hate him.

I hate anything

that gets between us.

And it's my fault.

I let you do it.

Do what?

You're not making any sense.

Sure, I am. It's you

that's not making any sense.

You're not 16 anymore.

Grow up.

Wait. Hold on.

Go back.

Who is that?

Nobody.

Nothing. I just... I copied it

from a magazine.

Well, the body at least.

I made up a different head.

The torso's too short.

It's crap.

Give me some.

Where'd you learn how to draw?

From comic books

when I was little.

You're still little.

So that's why we went

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