Chapter 17

I have been sitting here at Cat's Cafe for hours. At about noon, we are hoping to go get something to eat then go to our afternoon class. Yvonne and Kat put their copied homework into their bags. I separate from them to go to the toilet as I need to poop. I sit for a while and I hear someone walk in.

I try really hard to fart quietly and poop politely, so I don't interrupt them. However, the person outside the stall is interrupting my private time with his guitar. I try not to scream at him out loud. I quickly finish my business, so I can get out to

throw a tantrum. And I actually get to throw it because the person on the sink counter is the popular guy. The guy that everyone admires and worships he is too perfect.

"It's you. Fucking Nathaniel! Why play the guitar here? It's annoying."

"None of your business. I can play wherever I want."

"Right." Arguing with him is a waste of energy, so I walked while stomping my feet to the sink and washed my hands. In a moment I realized that one o