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STEVE
Oh, the whole school board is here.
I thought this was going to be an
internal thing. Jesus Christ, I’m
not a bully; wrong place wrong
time.
Principal Terwin, Mr. Flanagan!
Glad you could come! I’m excited to
clear up this little
misunderstanding.
What up, Johnny! Oh man, you’re
missing first period for this? You
look good, though. Are those the
new Steph Curries? Baller. Man,
this is some bullshit, though. I
could get fired. I need a job or my
’rents’ll kick me out, and running
the computer lab here is stupid
easy. You’re cool, though. What are
they gonna do, hold you back from
7th grade? Don’t think so. Tight.
Aight, catch ya on the flowp.
Well, well, Joel Gabrielson. Are
you sure fourth grade could spare
you? (Doubling down, crybaby? If I
lose my job, I’m coming for
you--ah, in a way that’s totally
metaphorical and non-actionable).
STEVE
hoop. Maybe the district could put
some money into fixing the other
one?
STEVE
he’ll be eaten alive in a real
game. Plus, I can’t have Johnny
(shout-out, J-dog!) thinking I’m
soft. What would that teach him? So
the next time Joel comes in for a
shot, I spike-block it back at him
and it comes down on his face...
Have you ever thrown the perfect
ice-ball at your younger brother
when he’s distracted, and as it’s
bearing down on his head, you’re
like, oh shit (sorry), it’s
actually going to hurt him? And you
yell, "No," because you’re a good
person, but it’s too late, and it
cuts up his face? That was sort of
the situation here. The ball is
just headed right for Joel’s weak
little face...it’s in my mind in
slo-mo..and I’m thinking, "Too
strong?" But no, better he learns
once and for all. Pain can be an
excellent teacher.
And sure, I was mad at him (and at
the system) for making him so weak
and forcing me to hurt him, so
yeah, I said, "That’s what you get,
little piggy baby. Go oink with
your bloody nose back to Mommy."