You Should See Me in a Crown

by Leah Johnson

But terrible people aren’t always the ones doing something wrong. Good people mess up too, but that doesn’t mean we should let it slide.”

“This is our new drummer, Mack. Mack is stepping in for Kevin for the rest of the semester, due to his … unfortunate prom-related injury.” He shakes his head. Three weeks ago, we lost our drummer, Kevin Kilborn, to a promposal gone wrong. He attempted a backflip off the roof of his garage, holding a sign that said: LAURIE FERRIS, I’VE ABSOLUTELY FLIPPED FOR YOU. PROM? and, well, he didn’t quite land on his feet. Literally or figuratively.

I feel like I’m in an alternate reality, I swear. This whole thing is so outlandish, so laughable, I can’t believe I’m in the middle of it. I can’t believe people actually fight about stuff like this. I can’t believe that we’re actually going all Sharks versus Jets in the culinary-arts room.

I never needed this race or a hashtag or the king to be a queen. I was born royalty. All I had to do was pick up my crown.