“oh piss!”
In freshman year of high school
I had sandy manus as my speech
Teacher
Sixth hour, last class of the day
I gave a speech about ghosts once
That was a real hit
Anyway
One day as class was ending
We all gathered by the door as
We did
Waiting for the bell
And a few of us slipped out
A few minutes early
I don’t know why
I think it was something
The seniors did, it was the
Only class I had as a freshmen
Where I was the only freshmen
And it felt like I was surrounded
By adults
For the most part they were all
Nice to me, like hanging out with
A bunch of babysitters
One kid, jon Hernandez, I’d known
His younger brother gabe (not
Known, per se, but he’d been a
Classmate, he was a year younger
Than me in my sister’s grade)
john and I slipped out one day before
The bell and we started running
Down B wing toward the locker halls
if Manus didn’t catch us
before we disappeared there’d
Be nothing she could do, at least
That was how I understood it,
But we ran and our backpacks
Were bouncing on our backs
all ridiculous-like
And we had nearly made it
To the shelter of the lockers
In b-wing, I can still see them
The lockers are darkened
For some reason, the halls
Are carpeted, we’re on
The second floor and
Running with our backpacks
Bouncing comically on our
Backs and jon — this really
Handsome 15 year old kid,
Looked almost like a young
Professional soccer player,
Hispanic, dark hair, model-esque
Dark eyes, kind of ezra miller
But with darker skin
and a better jawline—
Just goes “ohhhh, pissss!!”
In anticipation of hearing
Manus’s voice call down
The hall for us to get back
And wait for the bell
but
I didn’t look back and
We kept going and we
Made it and as far as I know
Manus never even came to the
Door, probably didn’t care
anyway
