Whats it gonna take, to earn a little respect around here?
It wasn’t a surprise that Jenny didn’t like Sheldon too much. After all, who could even bring up the thought of loving someone, or something, as mutant as him? He always covered himself up with his hoody and baggy pants, his uncombed hair left a wild beast on his head, and – Wah? – were those pimples? Yeah, Sheldon was definitely placed at the bottom of the food chain when it came to the school social latter. That’s how the game is played. And this is where our story begins, a somewhat average summer’s day that started off with the birds chirping. The sun shone brightly in the trees and the crickets had ceased their noise. The grass was a true green and the sky, a true blue. And walking down the sidewalk was no one other than Sheldon. Today was going to be the same as yesterday and tomorrow. First he would try to get to school before Jenny, hold the door open, tell her she’s pretty, maybe ask her for help on something that he could really figure out on his own… Yeah, today was going to
