“Excuse me, but are you a Delta?” a girl asked, talking down to me.
“No, I think I’m a Lutheran.”
“Well, you can’t sit there if you’re not a Delta.”
It was my first day at Hollywood High School. I was sitting on a bench in the quad area. I had never heard of a quad
before this school. Who was she … the quad police? And what the hell was a Delta anyway? Screw her
. I didn’t see a sign that said Private Property
. I just wanted to eat my damn lunch.
She looked at me like I was a Christmas...