1.5 INCHES
by Molly Fischer
Everything was popular about me on my first day of school, everything except who I was. I wasn’t so oblivious that I couldn’t read their whispers, and I knew I was strange. There was so little going on in their stupid little town, that someone who wasn't one of them was just too much. As the first week continued, the whispers quieted and I became invisible. There was just 10,000 in Milky Road. My father got a teaching job there and for all I know, he felt the same way; invisible.
Milky Road Secondary School was the only high school the town needed, it and its peppy spirit and sea of blond hair. While I tried to meet people, I needed friends more than they needed me. Being the second semester of my senior year, I started to give up after failed attempts at friendships; or just mutual acquaintances would be nice.
It was Tuesday when I saw the work notice on the sliding door of Joanns’ Fabrics. Fifteen minutes later, I had a job. It was me, and a handful of silver haired gossips. Those old ladies were true scholars in the history of Milky Road; whom was once engaged to who, where each town member lived, and who failed a math quiz in 3rd grade. The worst of all of them was a scowley lady with a strong back…show more content… It had been an uncomfortably long day at school, but I was determined to satisfy my picky co-workers. It was 5:55 and the store closed at 6. Vida was at the checking counter and I was about to start putting away the last of the bolts when the sliding door squeaked open. In walked the one and only Betsy Squarcialupi. I was not in the mood to listen to her rambles. And you know that that lady did? That lady pushed her fancy green cart up and down the aisles. Giving me a show, she piled in bolt after bolt, stacking that cart so high it weighed down the wheels. Her cart skidded around a corner, landing parallel to the the cutting