Memoirs of a Sidekick

Memoirs of a Sidekick — page 3
Buckle was popular in fifth grade only to be replaced by the most hated name of all Buckle Butt which became all the rage last year My hopes were dashed when Mr Grisham began laughing hyena-like for a very uncomfortable twenty seconds That’s a good one Buckle Mr Grisham said glancing at his phone Grab your water and get back here We don’t have a lot of time A lump formed in my throat and a distressing gurgling feeling made itself felt in the bottom of my stomach These were the first stages of dodgeball terror but I kept it to myself Boris had more important issues to deal with As you can imagine our classmates took Mr Grisham’s comments as an invitation to shower Boris with insults Inspiration struck Robert Pinsent at just the wrong time Let’s call him the Smell-Ster or maybe the Bore-Ster he said to great laughter Boris is Robert’s opposite Boris has deep dark black hair which he wears short and brushed to the side and is of medium height not short but shorter than the taller seventh graders Most remarkable are the Snodbuckle eyes alive intense wise taking everything in For reasons unclear to me however his kindness compassion charisma and intelligence have not made Boris a popular kid at Bendale That honor has fallen to Robert who sits at the top of the social pecking order He is taller than Boris a tremendous athlete and his long wavy blond hair and perfect white teeth are a stark contrast to Boris’s sharper features Perhaps Robert’s most irritating quality is his ability to get whatever he wants without working for it without knowing much about anything and with annoying consistency Robert recently declared his intention to run for president of the student council next month I don’t believe Robert cares about the school or his fellow students so the reasons for his declaration escape me I shudder to think of eighth grade with a person like him at the helm How about Lob-Ster or Loch Ness Dump-Ster said Michael Beverley my personal nemesis and lifelong foe He had been riding Robert’s coattails for years He’d recently decided to adopt the low-rider jean and baggy sweatshirt look to enhance his image as a tough kid and as usual he needed to add his two cents worth