Not another teen blognovel
As Nicholas walked down the main hall of High High School (everyone ignoring him as a matter of principle), he felt certain of the identity of the mole. Well, he wasn't really that certain, but due to his being extremely overtired he was in a very bad mood, and wasn't feeling much like changing his mind. Stupid narcilepsy better not kick in now, he thought, as he walked along.
Nicholas approached his prime suspect, and tapped them on the shoulder.
Larry 'Token' Duff was your typical teen movie star in every sense of the word. First of all, he was everyone's best friend (immediately giving him high status in any script), also, he was black, a jock, ginga, an exchange student (from Mozambique), and he always dressed nicely.
Nicholas know that someone like Larry could be anywhere, anytime, and not arouse suspicion. Everyone liked him, and he was just so token that he immediately fitted in anywhere he went.
But, that wasn't all. There was one more damning piece of evidence that Nicholas was sure clinched it. Larry had a big mole on his right cheek.
"MMM....MOLE!" Nicholas cried out in instinctive response as Larry turned around. Being too cool to properly respond to such a lame insult, Larry just sighed, and pulled out an equally lame comeback. "You are!"
Nicholas was silent for a minute.
"Larry, I believe you have been spying on Sally." Nicholas began, "And I would like you to stop, this instant, or I will be forced to poison your food, blow up your car, and tickle your feet!"
Larry cringed at the thought of his feet being tickled. The others he could handle.
"Whatever do you mean?" He said. "I am no spy! Think about it! I'm everybody's best friend, if I were spying on someone I couldn't be their best friend because they would no longer trust me, or I them!"
Nicholas stood still, with his mouth open in shock. "Oh." He said. Larry was right. Stupid Larry. Stupid Harry.
Stupid being all tired.
Stupid narcilepsy....
Nicholas fell asleep. In the middle of the school hall. A few minutes later, the school bully, Steve 'Thug' Ptoklowski came along and shut Nicholas in a locker.
He was still asleep.
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Nicholas approached his prime suspect, and tapped them on the shoulder.
Larry 'Token' Duff was your typical teen movie star in every sense of the word. First of all, he was everyone's best friend (immediately giving him high status in any script), also, he was black, a jock, ginga, an exchange student (from Mozambique), and he always dressed nicely.
Nicholas know that someone like Larry could be anywhere, anytime, and not arouse suspicion. Everyone liked him, and he was just so token that he immediately fitted in anywhere he went.
But, that wasn't all. There was one more damning piece of evidence that Nicholas was sure clinched it. Larry had a big mole on his right cheek.
"MMM....MOLE!" Nicholas cried out in instinctive response as Larry turned around. Being too cool to properly respond to such a lame insult, Larry just sighed, and pulled out an equally lame comeback. "You are!"
Nicholas was silent for a minute.
"Larry, I believe you have been spying on Sally." Nicholas began, "And I would like you to stop, this instant, or I will be forced to poison your food, blow up your car, and tickle your feet!"
Larry cringed at the thought of his feet being tickled. The others he could handle.
"Whatever do you mean?" He said. "I am no spy! Think about it! I'm everybody's best friend, if I were spying on someone I couldn't be their best friend because they would no longer trust me, or I them!"
Nicholas stood still, with his mouth open in shock. "Oh." He said. Larry was right. Stupid Larry. Stupid Harry.
Stupid being all tired.
Stupid narcilepsy....
Nicholas fell asleep. In the middle of the school hall. A few minutes later, the school bully, Steve 'Thug' Ptoklowski came along and shut Nicholas in a locker.
He was still asleep.
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