Cut the Lights (2013)
“Monday after school. A stream of students follows the worn path through the trees to the street. The smell of cigarettes wafts from the smokers’ corner, near the sidewalk.
I trudge toward the bus stop. A squirrel leaps over some dandelions with more energy than I have. Today’s rehearsal was exhausting, but at least we’ve blocked the whole play—finally.
I catch sight of Mica up ahead. His shoulders are rounded, and his head droops. God, he’s taking Sonata’s rejection hard. In rehearsal, Sonata w...as as high-strung as usual, and she looked right through Mica when they were offstage. Nice.
I hurry to catch up with him, thinking I can take him to Bean Me Up for a coffee and a pep talk—until I remember that’s where it all went wrong for him.
I change my tactic.
“Hey, Mica?” I fall in step with him. “Do you like frozen yogurt? Now that the weather’s warmer, I have this craving for pistachio yogurt at Menchie’s, and...well...do you want to come?”
He nods. “I like that place.”MoreLess
I trudge toward the bus stop. A squirrel leaps over some dandelions with more energy than I have. Today’s rehearsal was exhausting, but at least we’ve blocked the whole play—finally.
I catch sight of Mica up ahead. His shoulders are rounded, and his head droops. God, he’s taking Sonata’s rejection hard. In rehearsal, Sonata w...as as high-strung as usual, and she looked right through Mica when they were offstage. Nice.
I hurry to catch up with him, thinking I can take him to Bean Me Up for a coffee and a pep talk—until I remember that’s where it all went wrong for him.
I change my tactic.
“Hey, Mica?” I fall in step with him. “Do you like frozen yogurt? Now that the weather’s warmer, I have this craving for pistachio yogurt at Menchie’s, and...well...do you want to come?”
He nods. “I like that place.”MoreLess
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