Alejandra: I'm sorry you had to come all the way down to the shop just to ask me that ... I just really need to finish this. Unfortunately that also means I'll miss poetry reading again tonight, um ... Pero ...
Alejandra: You and your friends won't always have the same interests. That doesn't stop them from being your friends, you know? And your school is a little nicer, too, so they probably have some clubs. Why don't you try that?
I don't know how much nicer this school really is, but yes, they have clubs ...
Where can I meet more people like me ... Maybe ...
Girl: Oh, excuse me - Sorry -
Libera: "Excuse me" -? How could you stick that flyer on while I was still reading the other one? You think nobody gives a damn about the chess club?
Girl: W-What? No. I asked if I could place my flyer over theirs, they weren't getting any new members. I said I was sorry ...
Libera: Well, they just got a new member, me. With that attitude of yours I dread anyone who would want to join the cheer squad.
Girl: With my attitude? What about yours ...?
Looking back, yes, I did overreact. It was an emotional outburst. I don't want anyone to see me like that.
I guess I was upset. Nearly everyone at school looked like me, ate the same thing for dinner, and grew up playing the same childhood games. Despite all that, though, I was starting to feel like I belonged on another planet.
But why is that a bad thing? All I've ever wanted was to go to outer space, like the cosmonauts. I wanted to disturb the universe. Maybe I did belong on another planet.
There's something ... Bitterly ironic about all this ...
