Username: mywholecry Any background information: Ben is complaining about being in high school and taking finals, and elementary school is the worst time of everyone's lives. Excerpt:
"Do you even remember elementary school?" she asks, turning to the side to slide past him in the tiny entrance to the family room. She walks with slow, planned steps, avoiding the floorboards that make the most noise, wincing when her toes touch the edge of one and it moans low and sad underneath her. “No, better question, did you ever read Dante?”
“No, Jesus,” he says, falling backwards onto the sofa and shutting his eyes, “of course I haven’t.”
“Well, elementary school is like some awful mix of the first two levels of hell.” She stands behind the sofa and stares down at him until he opens his eyes again, squinting up. “With, like, extra wrath and sullenness on top. I hate teenagers.”
“You are a teenager,” he says. “Not a very good one, but still.”
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Date: 2010-11-05 01:32 pm (UTC)Any background information: Ben is complaining about being in high school and taking finals, and elementary school is the worst time of everyone's lives.
Excerpt:
"Do you even remember elementary school?" she asks, turning to the side to slide past him in the tiny entrance to the family room. She walks with slow, planned steps, avoiding the floorboards that make the most noise, wincing when her toes touch the edge of one and it moans low and sad underneath her. “No, better question, did you ever read Dante?”
“No, Jesus,” he says, falling backwards onto the sofa and shutting his eyes, “of course I haven’t.”
“Well, elementary school is like some awful mix of the first two levels of hell.” She stands behind the sofa and stares down at him until he opens his eyes again, squinting up. “With, like, extra wrath and sullenness on top. I hate teenagers.”
“You are a teenager,” he says. “Not a very good one, but still.”