two grandparents take away
one equals zero. Anyway,
words and numbers have
always been easy for me.
And even without people
who care, my grades rock.
Matt, who is clueless
about much more than
my relatively curvy
exterior, likes to tease
me. Who knew a brainiac
could be so much fun?
is one of his favorite
lines. “Fun,” meaning
I let him cop regular
feels of those curves.
He knows I take all AP
classes, but somehow
has no real idea just
how brainy I am. Okay
by me. It’s an advantage.
Hunter
SATURDAY
The alarm blares again.
Second snooze cycle?
Third? Behind my eyelids,
morning is bright. Eightish?
I roll over and open one eye.
Almost nine. Damn. Up I go.
I’ve got to land an earlier