8. Some Scum, Hold the Villainy
Ben
Every Thursday was Pizza Day in the Prospero High School cafeteria. Not just the standard cafeteria-grade fare—real pizza brought in from Fulci’s, the second best pizza place in town. They only brought in a limited number of pizzas, which meant there was always a rush to get an early spot in the lunch line.
I ran out of gym class as quickly as I could and made fourth in line.
The only problem with this was that the third person in line was Madison Holland.
She was a nice girl, a smart girl, a very pretty girl. She was also a very pushy girl, who couldn’t seem to take polite disinterest as an answer. She seemed to find me whenever I had any free time at school and oftentimes after, finding me at the Soda Fountain of Youth or posting public messages
