…I was startled out of my misery by Brigette. THE Brigette. She was tall and had wavy red hair… and she had boobs. Oh, the thing I wanted most of all, besides being popular – boobs. I looked up at her in geeky awe as I handed her my yearbook to sign. She looked at me with a cool glance and scribbled something into my yearbook. Then she sauntered off. She was just so effortlessly cool.

I was so proud. Brigette had signed my yearbook!

I opened it up to see what wonderful words of popular wisdom she might have shared. Flipping madly to the back pages of the yearbook, I scoured the blank pages for her message. If she had only written her name I would have been thrilled.

Then I saw it. She had written one simple word in cursive.

“Eat.”

My heart dropped. If my face blushed I certainly would have blushed then. I slammed the yearbook closed hoping no one had noticed my reaction, or worse, seen what she had written…

From my latest book, The Mumachen.