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what had happened. There's a greenbelt alongside our house, and a deer must have wandered out from the woods and been hit by a car.
Smuggler: Yuck.
OttoManEmpire: That deer had been killed right in front of our mailbox. The car that hit it hadn't stopped, must have just driven off. So our cat hopped down off the mailbox and climbed up on top of the dead deer. My whole family stood on our front porch, looking out at the cat standing on top of that huge deer. It looked exactly like the cat had taken down the deer. And so we all just started laughing. That old cat had been right to sit on that mailbox all those months, and our whole family had been dead wrong to make fun of him. Anyway, that cat reminds me of you.
Smuggler: I remind you of a cat on a mailbox? Why?
OttoManEmpire: Because you're exactly where you should be, even if your parents can't see it yet.
Wow! I thought. Otto had really understood! I remembered again that moonlight night at camp on the lake in the rowboat. Was this guy a keeper or what?
Smuggler: Otto, I think that's the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me.
OttoManEmpire: Lol!
Smuggler: But there's one gigantic difference between me and that cat.
OttoManEmpire: What's that?
Smuggler: He was all alone on that mailbox. But I've got you. And I can't imagine being without you.
I meant every word that I'd typed. I also knew then and there that I would pick Otto over Kevin any day. So there was no reason to tell Otto anything at all about Kevin, because nothing had changed between us, right? He was the one I wanted.
Otto and I kept typing, sending kissing and hugging emoticons back and forth and getting gushier by the second. But I should probably stop the scene here, because if I don't, you'll quit reading right now in complete disgust.
* * *
The next day, the Sunday before Thanksgiving, we had yet another day of extra work on Attack of the Soul-Sucking Brain Zombies . We were back to one unit, all of us working with the real director again.
I saw Kevin, but to his credit, he kept his distance. I think he knew he had crossed some kind of line yesterday with his under-the-hood seduction. Maybe he was worried that if he tried to talk to me, I would give him the cold shoulder. It was a good call, because that was exactly what I had in mind.
The first shot of the day took place in one of the hallways. They had us half-zombie extras walking back and forth in front of this vending machine.
Brad, played by Declan McDonnell, heads down the hall, talking to the only other person in the whole school who doesn't seem to be turning into a zombie—a girl named Christy, who wears glasses and slightly baggy clothing and is therefore supposed to be an outcast like Brad, but who is really played by this stunningly beautiful twenty-four-year-old actress. Brad and Christy stare at the half-zombies listing and groaning all around them, wondering if they're seeing things or what.
Still absorbed by the appearance of the other students, Brad and Christy stop at the vending machine. Brad puts some money in. But when he finally looks up to pick something from the machine, he sees that all the candy and chips have been replaced by bloody body parts—disembodied hands and feet and arms and organs. As he and Christy are gaping at the machine in horror, the captain of the football team, a half-zombie, walks up to it and slams the buttons with one hand, causing a messy human forearm to fall into the dispenser. Then he walks away gnawing on the bone.
I still hadn't seen a script or anything, but I was finally starting to piece together the plot of Attack of the Soul-Sucking Brain Zombies . Declan McDonnell's character has arrived at this new high school, only to find all the kids strictly divided into impenetrable cliques, with everyone sort of lumbering through their days. Get it? Basically, they're already mindless zombies?
But as the days go by, the
Smuggler: Yuck.
OttoManEmpire: That deer had been killed right in front of our mailbox. The car that hit it hadn't stopped, must have just driven off. So our cat hopped down off the mailbox and climbed up on top of the dead deer. My whole family stood on our front porch, looking out at the cat standing on top of that huge deer. It looked exactly like the cat had taken down the deer. And so we all just started laughing. That old cat had been right to sit on that mailbox all those months, and our whole family had been dead wrong to make fun of him. Anyway, that cat reminds me of you.
Smuggler: I remind you of a cat on a mailbox? Why?
OttoManEmpire: Because you're exactly where you should be, even if your parents can't see it yet.
Wow! I thought. Otto had really understood! I remembered again that moonlight night at camp on the lake in the rowboat. Was this guy a keeper or what?
Smuggler: Otto, I think that's the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me.
OttoManEmpire: Lol!
Smuggler: But there's one gigantic difference between me and that cat.
OttoManEmpire: What's that?
Smuggler: He was all alone on that mailbox. But I've got you. And I can't imagine being without you.
I meant every word that I'd typed. I also knew then and there that I would pick Otto over Kevin any day. So there was no reason to tell Otto anything at all about Kevin, because nothing had changed between us, right? He was the one I wanted.
Otto and I kept typing, sending kissing and hugging emoticons back and forth and getting gushier by the second. But I should probably stop the scene here, because if I don't, you'll quit reading right now in complete disgust.
* * *
The next day, the Sunday before Thanksgiving, we had yet another day of extra work on Attack of the Soul-Sucking Brain Zombies . We were back to one unit, all of us working with the real director again.
I saw Kevin, but to his credit, he kept his distance. I think he knew he had crossed some kind of line yesterday with his under-the-hood seduction. Maybe he was worried that if he tried to talk to me, I would give him the cold shoulder. It was a good call, because that was exactly what I had in mind.
The first shot of the day took place in one of the hallways. They had us half-zombie extras walking back and forth in front of this vending machine.
Brad, played by Declan McDonnell, heads down the hall, talking to the only other person in the whole school who doesn't seem to be turning into a zombie—a girl named Christy, who wears glasses and slightly baggy clothing and is therefore supposed to be an outcast like Brad, but who is really played by this stunningly beautiful twenty-four-year-old actress. Brad and Christy stare at the half-zombies listing and groaning all around them, wondering if they're seeing things or what.
Still absorbed by the appearance of the other students, Brad and Christy stop at the vending machine. Brad puts some money in. But when he finally looks up to pick something from the machine, he sees that all the candy and chips have been replaced by bloody body parts—disembodied hands and feet and arms and organs. As he and Christy are gaping at the machine in horror, the captain of the football team, a half-zombie, walks up to it and slams the buttons with one hand, causing a messy human forearm to fall into the dispenser. Then he walks away gnawing on the bone.
I still hadn't seen a script or anything, but I was finally starting to piece together the plot of Attack of the Soul-Sucking Brain Zombies . Declan McDonnell's character has arrived at this new high school, only to find all the kids strictly divided into impenetrable cliques, with everyone sort of lumbering through their days. Get it? Basically, they're already mindless zombies?
But as the days go by, the
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