Ive made some of the most supportive and powerful friendships in my life with other feminists.
comes a booming voice from the center of the gym floor.
Im bored, Claudia announces, her voice flat.
Credit: Pablo Gamez
Oh, shit, look at what he has on, Claudia mutters.
Another one of his gross shirts.
Under his football jersey, Jason is wearing a white T-shirt with big black letters.
It reads Great LegsWhen Do They Open?
Gross, I mutter.
Jason is wearing the shirt in front of Coach Cole and Principal Wilson, but it wont matter.
He can get away with it.
Boys being boys or whatever.
The rest of the football players, including Mitchell, are laughing.
I catch the expressions of some of the guys in the front bleachers, and theyre laughing, too.
The thatch of dark hair on his head makes him look like a rooster strutting around up there.
Then I notice one of the girls is Lucy Hernandez.
Shes just grossed out for real.
Better to hide toward the back, like people who only go to church on Christmas.
Everyone else is hooting.
Something charges through my body, and I look down and see my hands are balled-up into fists.
I stare at them for a moment, surprised, and then will them to release.
Why dont we save that energy for the game, Jason.
The band plays its last notes as we stream out of the gym.
I look back but Seth has been swallowed up by the crowd.
Even my fantasy boyfriends have to have standards.
I wish I didnt give a s about what people think about me.
Like my mom coming to school with blue hair.
She was never dutiful or under the radar when she went here.
Thats why she became a Riot Grrrl.
