1. The Wrong Side
Dom
Okay so
this is how it starts.
Fred
This story
Dom
On the third of September.
Fred
Grade 9, fourteen, not fifteen, not yet.
Dom
Here I amā
on the edge of the cliff
with the big white Letters
you can see from far away
like big white teeth,
a beacon, informing the world whatās here, over on this sideā
Not-The-City.
Fred
Iām new hereā
Itās all lawns, pools, prefab houses, golden retrievers, muscle cars
far as the eye can see.
Thereās even a replica rocket thatāll never take off,
right in the middle of the highway.
Help. Me. Please.
Dom
Birds are circling around me.
Hey, guys . . . Knock it off. Iām not a french fry, okay.
I look across the river, at whatās on the other sideāfactories, promises.
The City.
Iād fly over there if I were like you.
Iām hopeless.
Fred
After weāre moved in, I log on,
looking for a friend.
Dom
Schoolās called Happy Hills.
The nameās enough to make you hurl.
And just as Iām thinking thatā
Fred
Hey. Howās it going?
Pause.
Dom
Who are you, what do you want, I donāt even know you.
Fred
We just got here.
Me, my father, and my brother Bruno.
You in 4-E?
Dom
Oh, God. You too?
Fred
Youāre the first person Iāve talked toāI donāt know anything about this place.
Pause.
Dom
Really?
Fred
You wanna be friends?
Dom
Iām warning youāI never laugh, I have no friends,
and I hate everything everyone else likes.
Any questions?
Fred
Several.
Firstāwhere can you get
decent shoes around here?
Dom
Donāt tell me someone with actual taste
just moved to Not-The-City?
Fred
Secondāwhereās the highest spot
to look at the stars?
Dom
Do you have a third?
Fred
Not yet. But itās coming.
Dom
I tell him I know a placeāthe big Letters.
At the top of the cliff, close to the bridge,
advertising our disaster of a non-city to the world.
But Iām warning you, the path there is steep, dirty,
and desperate, full of twists and turns, and totally muddy.
Youāre gonna scream and swear at the whole world.
Fred
Sounds awesome!
Dom
Yeah, well . . .
Pause.
Okay. Sending you the lo...