Behold! Our Weirdos!

George Oshima lived pretty much most of his life invisible. He spoke to a maximum of 4 people (parents not included) and would often go multiple hours in complete silence. If he were to guess, he would say less than a quarter of the grade knew his name, and he had been going here for 3 full years at this point.

“Would you rather have your parents watch your sex tape, or watch your parents sex tape?” Benji Wilson, the first of the four people George spoke to, asked.

Benji stood around 5’10, with insane and untamed curly hair that was recognisable from a mile away. He was the comedian of the group, having never taken anything seriously in his life.

“My parents watch my sex tape.” Danny Edwards, the second of the four, responded after a moment of contemplation. “If I’m not also in the room.”

Danny was about the same height, although in a lankier way. He had only gotten his growth spurt recently, and had grown a bit awkwardly. He was a Golden Retriever who wished to be a real boy- kinda dumb, but incredibly earnest and good-natured.

George himself was the same height as the other two, 5’10 (5’11 adjusted for inflation), but differing from the others in his Japanese descent. He was the platonic ideal of a geek: an obsession with superheroes and Nintendo games and crippling social awkwardness.

They were currently on the subway, heading to school. They all lived in the same apartment building, and so always travelled together.

“You realise you need to have sex in order to have a sex tape, right?” George mockingly asked them.

“It’s actually the same sex tape.” Benji joked, winking at Danny. It took him a moment, but once it dawned on him, he smiled and mimed a blowjob at him. George rolled his eyes, but chuckled nonetheless at his idiot friends’ antics.

They got off at the Greywick stop and headed to their usual meeting spot: just outside of the school. Here, they met the remaining two people George spoke to.

Harrison Miller was a self-proclaimed short king, standing at an almighty 5’7. He had black skin, black hair, and was arguably the most normal of their gang, being the only one to branch out, joining the basketball team.

Shaun Hutchinson was the tallest of the group, almost cracking 6 foot, with his major defining feature being his thick glasses. He was almost painfully relaxed, always stoned even while sober.

“Dude, where have you been? It feels like you haven’t been online in a while.” Shaun asked Harrison, as mellow as always.

“Well, it’s kind of hard to play when you have a job.”

“And your job makes it so you’re busy at the same time every day?”

“…Yeah. That’s how jobs work.”

“Shaun, stop talking, it’s for your own good.” Benji called as the other three entered the conversation.

“You guys agree that Harrison should go online more, right?” Shaun continued anyway.

“Actually, yeah!” Danny agreed. “It’s been getting lonely without you, dude.” He addressed Harrison specifically.

“Is he not just working? And isn’t there still three of you?” George chimed in, filling his role as the logical one.

“Yes! Thank you George.” Harrison celebrated someone being on his side.

“George doesn’t get an opinion, he doesn’t even have an Xbox.” Benji argued. “And it’s a part-time job. You aren’t always there. Come on, dude, bros before hoes.”

“Does that apply here?” George immediately questioned.

“Sure it does. Women must go to… uh…” Shaun attempted to defend. “Fuck, what’s the name of the diner you work at?” He turned to Harrison.

“Big’s.”

“Yeah, Big’s! And isn’t there women there all the time?”

“I don’t think he’d notice. He’s too busy jacking off to Jelena’s Instagram.” Benji mocked, receiving a **** stare from Harrison. It was an open secret amongst the group that he had a huge crush on Jelena Brooks, one of the cheerleaders, and he was often bullied mercilessly for it.

“Wait, are you arguing against Shaun, who was arguing for you?” George returned to the conversation with more logic.

“I’m an agent of chaos.” Benji stated without hesitation.

“You know what, can we just go inside? I don’t want to be late.” George bargained, not being bothered to continue with the conversation. They all agree and head inside.