Planet Spud.

Planet Spud. (Part Three)

To: Planet Spud

From: Noisy_Nikkita41

Planet Spud!

You guys are too cool for school! Well, anyway, I wanted to try out for the cheer squad because I’m loud, proud and I love my school! But the toothpicks decided that I’m too fat because I don’t look hot in the uniform. I’m an average girl with a normal body! Help me!

To: Noisy_Nikkita41

From: Planet Spud

NN41, don’t worry about the toothpicks. There’s plenty of ways to show your school spirit! Join the band because it isn’t rocket science to play the cymbals. If you’re desperate to be a toothpick, flip onto the field during a pep rally. How could they say no then?

If it was us, we’d slip laxatives into their morning lattes.

Planet Spud.

*

“I just don’t get it.” Sighed Jason, biting into his sandwich as the three sat in the school quad, under a shady tree. Eddie was sprawled out on his back, humming a nonsense tune.

“It’s not going to happen overnight.” Eddie said helpfully. Cherry cut in.

“Ed, it did happen overnight; that’s the thing. Everyone knows about Planet Spud, and everyone talks about it.”

“And even then,” Jason said, “people aren’t taking the advice on board.”

“Maybe we need to make it morepublic.” Ed shrugged, waving a fly away with one lazy hand.

“How the hell could it get more public?” asked Cherry, throwing her hands in the air in exasperation. “It’s already out of control!” She stood up. “I never asked for this! All I wanted was to write my own personal feelings down, and now its escalated into something so out of proportion that none of us can comprehend it! I say we stop now, before it gets out of hand!”

“This is a good thing.” Jason said, grabbing Cherry’s hand and pulling himself to stand next to her. “We’re doing a good thing. It’s not going to escalate or get out of hand because nobody is going to find out. You’ll be fine. We’ll all be fine.”

Cherry sighed, leaning into Jason’s shoulder. She didn’t understand why he could be so calm. He didn’t understand why she could be so apprehensive. Eddie didn’t understand why the flies wouldn’t leave him alone.

“Okay,” Eddie said, sitting up and pulling a pen from his pencil case. He pulled open his English book and tore out a page, smoothing it on the concrete ground. “Let’s come up with some ideas.”

*

The List:

Post fliers around town. Share Blog time so that they could update at least three times a week. Enforce their own advice from the Blog in real life. Start recruitment of Potatoes. Get fly repellent.

*

I wish I was at the arcade, thought Eddie as he stuck yet another flier to a street lamp. Lucky for him the weather had taken a turn for the worst, and it was raining. Therefore, nobody was looking at the short, chubby blonde kid with the 600 fliers. He checked his watch to see if there would be time to go to the arcade and try to beat his score on Pacman, but the odds were against him.

I wish I was at home with watching ‘By any means’, thought Jason as he served another customer at his after-school job at the supermarket. Lucky for him, his boss had said he could leave in the next half an hour because business was slow. Therefore, he could still watch half of the travel show about getting around by any use of transport. He checked his watch to see if he could get home before the encore showing started, but the odds were against him.