The Outcast torn girl- work in progress

I once saw this girl wearing a Power Puff girls T-shirt. No doubt a little girl at heart, still torn between reality and fantasy. She was sitting by herself near a clock at school, no doubt eavesdropping and spying on other girls, normal girls. Not weird girls like herself.

I often watched her. She would watch girls talking to one another and on the cell phone at the same time. She often wondered how real girls could carry on multiple conversations.

"Well, so you don't."

"So I can't either."

"So don't yell at me."

"Cool."

She told me she never understood those cell phone conversations and never would. The ot her girl was clapping in a fit of laughter and excitement obviously over the guys taking their shirts off near the quad.

"Hey baby, woo, woo. I see you. I see you #2."

"Number 2, #3 is the cute one."

"Whatever."

Those jerseys had to be numbered. How would she know he was a two.

The girls began tilting their heads looking at the other person who was obviously chomping on his gum the way those dumb cows, brainless really, chomped on grass. Mouth wide open, disgusting.

The MTV generation, generation X disgusted her. These people could not think for themselves., the computers, cell phones and cars thought for them.

The girl seemed less than amused with his caveman ways for the glare in her eyes indicated otherwise. You know the grunting, the chewing, never really talking. So she decided to watch one of the dancers, while twirling her hair and crossing her legs at the ankles. No doubt, trying to get one of the guy's attentions. Obviously holding her feelings for him inside, never letting go of that moment, that moment of pure ecstasy.

And this is why I am an outsider, Katrina once told me.

I never understood them, nor will I.

Power Puff girls are for me. Just me and my fantasy. Understanding is for girls; girly girls. Understand this, she said to me while pointing fingers and got up and disappeared.

Oh, I understand completely, I thought to myself.

I understand.

Pop, pop, flip, flip, woo, woo. Yeah I understand more than you will ever know.

"Girl, I know."

"I know."