Rainbow Bali-beads swung from plaited hair strands. Painted fingernails matched the beads’ colour palette, while glitter fell like fairy dust from rouged cheeks. Faux jewels covered each knuckle that clutched dog-eared textbooks.
He flip-flopped with mismatched, oversized shoes, in time to muffled music from echoing headphones. People dodged as he weaved while focusing on his textbooks. Until he stood and waited in line for his bus.
Beside him, a woman looked him up and down. “What happened to you?”
“Babysitting cretins spiked my coffee while I was meant to be studying for today’s exam. I blame Dr. Seuss for this.”
“You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose.” Dr Suess.