White Bird in a Blizzard Page #4

but he's kind of like my dad in that way.

You can scratch the surface

and there's just more surface.

I'm gonna get straight C's!

Show me.

My God, you're so f***in' crazy!

Phil is literally the boy next door.

And when he and his mother moved in

last year, I instantly despised him.

He was so dull and stupid.

I made fun of him.

Even earned a

special nickname: Garbage.

But then, one night that summer,

everything changed.

Me, Beth and Mickey, we were

doing what we did every Wednesday.

And even more bored than usual.

Sometimes I wish someone would

burn this place to the ground

so we didn't have to come here anymore.

Oh, tell me about it. Every week

it's the same f***ing people

with the same f***ing songs in

the exact same f***ing order.

- Oh, my God.

- What?

Look what the bats dragged in.

What the hell is Garbage doing here?

- Oh, sh*t, he's coming over here.

- Oh, God, what a f***ing freak.

Guys, be cool. Come on.

Hey.

Hey.

You live across the street from me.

I'm Phil.

I'm Kat.

This is, Beth and Mickey.

Hey.

This place seems cool.

You come here a lot?

Sometimes.

Is this your first time here?

I love this song.

Me too.

Hey, do you wanna dance?

Sure.

Wait, what if your parents come home?

It's my mom's shopping

day and my dad's at work.

You sure?

Yeah.

- Sorry. Oops.

- Okay.

- You okay?

- Yeah.

- Okay.

- Oh, God.

And like that, in a blink,

my virginity disappeared.

Just like my mother.

Hold on. I'm coming.

Good afternoon, Mrs. Hillman.

It's Eve Connors, from next door.

Hello.

Do you have a moment? May I come in?

Yes, of... of course.

Is... is everything all right?

Everything's fine. I just thought

we should have a little chat.

Oh, please, sit.

Can I get you a cup of tea,

or coffee, Mrs. Connors?

No, no thank you.

And please, call me Eve.

So...

what can I help you with, Eve?

Well, it seems my daughter

Kat and your son are dating.

I know. They're going to some

big fancy dance next week.

- Fall formal.

- The... that's... that's it.

Phil is, he's so excited.

I thought it might be a good

idea for us to get acquainted,

so I wanted to introduce myself, and...

Phil?

Sorry, I didn't know anyone was here.

Phil, this is Kat's mother, Mrs. Connors.

Hey.

She just... came by to say hello.

Okay.

Well, I'm just gonna head to my room.

He's a nice boy.

You can rest assured, Eve, that my Phil

will take good care of your daughter.

He's rented a tux, and everything.

Yes.

I'm taking Kat to the mall this

afternoon to buy a new dress.

If your mother was so unhappy,

why do you think she married

your father in the first place?

God, I have no idea.

Because he was there?

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