Twenty-Two Pull Out Posters!

The magazine’s cover draws her in, offering teen heartthrobs and unthreatening love. She picks it up, tempted, as the phone rings.
"Hello?"
"Hey, loser! Want to come over and watch wrestling?" (It’s Jason, her neighbor.)
"Okay."
Tossing the magazine aside, she starts looking for sneakers. Real boys are always better.

© Lisa Beebe 2002