Who's Buck?
Let me explain.
For most of my life I have been Brian. Lots of friends, mildly popular. Then dad got a new job. Transferred into a new school, not fitting in. I hear about a Halloween dance. I need to make a statement. I grab a flannel shirt, jeans and the wackiest stuffed deer head costume I could find online.
On Halloween, I nervously walk into a packed gymnasium and hear "Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Buck to the party!" from the DJ. I immediately receive wild hoots, hollers, and cheers. I'm shocked.
Fast forward five minutes, I'm shotgunning choco milks, chants of "BUCK! BUCK! BUCK!" swelling around the room. That's me. I'm Buck.
Another hour, I'm roasting the P.E. teacher in front of a crowd, comedy routine slaying. Two hours pass, I'm making out with Angela, the head cheerleader.
I'm taking a short punch break when I feel a hand on my shoulder. It's the janitor. "Enjoy it while it lasts, kid" he whispers. My mind is racing.
November 1st. Breakfast. Get dressed. Drive to school. Now I'm at the main doors. I unzip my backpack to make sure my binder is inside. No binder, just a deer head. I smile. Brian is dead.
Why You'll Love It
Brian is right, this is the best costume you could imagine(more...)
