>Sitting alone outside of the school.
>Feeling down as usual.
>Everytime I try a move on Aryan beauty, I get cockblocked.
>This time, Purple is not here to cheer me up.
>She must be fucking Brad in an empty classroom.
I want to go back to Pennsylvania.
>I grabbed my knees, feeling my eyes brimming with tears.
>I’m so glad that Purple is my friend.
>The moment she introduced me to her friends, it was the best moment since I came here.
>Brad and Big Mac, being my bros, helped me with those moments I needed a guy friend.
>Sadly, it wasn’t enough.
>Maybe if I had a very special someone in my life.
Fuck, my mind is going in circles.
>I just want a girlfriend.
>To hold hands, kiss and hug.
>Someone I can share my problems to and connect.
>Have something no one else could have, something only she and I could share.
>But at this point, the only girl I care for-
No, stop it. You’re doing it again.
>Perhaps I should talk with my parents, tell them my problems.
>I could even stay with uncle Joe.
>“Fucking racist!”
>Not again. That’s it, I don’t care who he is, or how many they are. I will slap some fucking shit!
“What? your cunt accepts only skinheads?”
>Huh?
>”Just leave me alone!”
>What’s going on?
>“Come on guys, let’s get out of here, we may catch her racism. See you later, whore!”
>They’re not from my school. Who’s that girl, is she crying?
Hey, are you ok?
>“Leave me alone! I’m not a racist, I just, I just.”
>Oh no.
It’s ok, I won’t hurt you.
>“Everybody does! You’ll probably start making fun of me, calling me a rac- Wait, you’re not from this town, are you?”
No. I’m not. I came from Pennsylvania. My name’s Norman Normal. May I sit here?
>“Sure go ahead." The girl trying to control her sobs. "By the way, I’m Elle Rosemary.”
Who were those guys?
>”They’re some assholes from my school. When I moved here, I rejected one of them. I made a huge mistake, I called him blue. Now everybody thinks I’m a racist.”
Have you tell someone about this?
>”I told the teachers, but they didn’t believe me. Even they think I am a xenophobe.
And your parents?
>”I can't tell my parents.”
Why not?
>”This town is our only chance. This was the only place that had a job for my family. If I tell him, he would resign without thinking it twice, trying to find a new place to live.”
What a cool father.
>”My parents love me so much, they would do anything for me. I can't ruin this opportunity.”
It's not your fault, Elle.
>“I know!” The girl said while her tears were running down her face “But I have to take it, for them.”
>This girl is tough. Being called a racist is painful, but also being call a whore?
>”I should be going, it’s getting kind of late and I don’t want to worry my father."
Wait, let me walk you home.
>”Huh?”
Those assholes may be around here. Who knows what can they do if they find you alone.”
>”Oh right, of course. Thank you.”
>I didn’t notice before, but she’s very cute.
>She’s redheaded, with her hair up to her shoulders.
>A slender, delicate figure.
>It seems she likes to wear a good amount of mascara on her eyes.
>And her small lips, they’re a beautiful crimson red.
>A very beautiful crimson red.
>”What’s wrong?”
>Oh crap, she noticed me. God, I’m such a creep.
N-Nothing, it is just that your, huh, y-your mascara’s running down your face.
>”What? oh, no! Oh dear, how embarrassing.”
I-It’s ok, here, have this handkerchief.
>”T-Thank you, Norman.”
>Oh wow, she's cuter while blushing.
>Strange, we’ve been walking the same route I take home.
>”Well here we are, this is my house.”
Wait, really? You’re kidding! I live one block over there.
>”You don’t mean that white house?”
Yeah! that’s my house, how did you know?
>”My father's a good friend with the couple living there! He never mentioned that they had a son though.”
What.
>”Anyway, thanks for walking me home, Norman. I really appreciate it.”
No problem, Elle. It was my pleasure. Say, would you like to hang out any of these days?
>”I’d love to. I’m free this Saturday.”
This Saturday? Oh yeah! we can huh, walk at the park?
>”That would be lovely, Norman.”
Great! I’ll come by at 2pm.
>Well, that was nice, I never knew such a sweet girl lived here.
 
>She cheered me up a little. Hopefully she'll be a little more chatty this Saturday.
>By the way, I should go back to my house, I look like a weirdo standing outside like this.
Dad? I’m home.
>”Hey son!”
Dad, are you and my mother friends with that couple from the CMC street?
>”Of course son! they came from Maryland! They also have a very nice, but quiet daughter!”
Yet you never told me about them.
>”Well you never asked son!”
God damn it, dad.
>”Watch your tongue, sonny. Anyway, your mother and I will be back late, so you can invite your friend Rarity.”
Dad I-
>”Good luck son.”
>”Bye bye honey! take care, Normy.”
Bye dad, bye mom.
>Aryan beauty, I completely forgot about her. Last time I tried to invite her, Purple’s dog almost ate my pinkie.
>And the time before, Purple said she wanted me to teach her about male masturbation, right in front of her.
>Should I invite her now?
>Nah, something will probably interrupt me. I’ll just play some XBox with Big Mac.
>Here’s my controller.
Hey Big Mac, wassap. What you playing, Halo 4?
>”Eyuup”
Care if I join?
>”Nope.”
 
>What a strange day. I never expected to find a girl living my same hell.
>I wonder if she has her own purple.
>Someone that could be her friend and won’t believe the lies.
>Maybe I can be that friend.
>Anyway, I’ll talk with Elle at the park.
>Elle, what a nice name.
>I wonder what hobbies she has.
>She had an artsy air.
>Does she goes to another school? I didn’t know there were two high schools in this town.
>I should stop thinking about her, or I won’t be able to sleep.
>I hope she doesn’t think I am a creep for staring at her face so much.
>God, maybe she thinks I am an unusual fellow.
Wait a minute, I am thinking too much on her. What’s going on?
>Nothing, Norman, you are kind of excited that you found another “normal” person, calm down.
Yeah, I should. I don’t want to scare her. Anyway, time to sleep.
 
>”Norman, honey, wake up, you’re going to be late.”
Ok mom, just let me take a bath.
>Daily life starts once again.
>When I wake up till I meet Purple, it just feels like a normal life.
>”Hey, Norman! Hello, Mrs. Normal! Sorry to leave you yesterday, Brad wanted me to help him with something!”
>I could feel my mother’s glare for Purple. She thinks she is a bad influence. Maybe she is.
>”I really like your mother, Norman, she is quiet but she always looks at my eyes when I talk to her. I read that when humans do that it means they are honest.”
>We are at the entrance of the school and all of her, no, our friends greet us.
Hi, girls.
>”Hello, Norman. Ready for today’s exam?”
Yes, Pinkie, I did study remember? with everyone else? when you were at that party?
>”Oh, Norman, you know I don’t need to study!”
>Yes you do, Pinkie, you're the worst in the class.
>”Norman, buddy, wait until you hear about yesterday’s game. You won’t believe what happened.”
You won?
>”Won? I humiliated the entire team.”
Hey, AJ.
>”Howdy, Norman. You know, you should stop playing those games with Big Mac.”
What do you mean?
>”Well, when he's not working or in school, he just plays. I even heard he rejected a lot of cute girls because he doesn’t want to stop playing.”
He’ll be fine, AJ, don’t worry about him.
 
>After the exam we were all at the cafeteria enjoying our meals.
>”And then my goal was the coolest goal you can imagine! but then, the other team began crying, and then we began fighting and that’s how that girl lost her arm.”
That’s an, huh, exciting story, Dash. Glad to know that you’re not in jail now.
>”Yeah, nobody would put the captain of the soccer team in jail before the finals.”
>”But, Dash, are you ok? that story was very scary.” Fluttershy asked, worried for her friend.
>”Don’t worry, Fluttershy, I have not a single scratch. Well, except the ones on my knuckles.”
>RD shown her fists at FS, making her hide behind her tray.
>”Sugarcube, really, you won’t get a boyfriend if you keep acting like that.”
>”A boyfriend? I won’t get a boyfriend that is not as awesome as I am. You want me to date a whimp like Norman?”
A what?
>”Face it, dude. You are as skinny as a stick.”
I-I am not a stick.
>”Yes you are.”
You little-
>The bell sounds, announcing the beginning of the 5th period.
Oh man, break’s over?
>”Nothing is more sacred than knowledge, Norman, so I told the principal that our break was too long. Imagine my surprise when she accepted to cut it.”
>God damn it, Purple.
Fine, let’s go.
>”Twilight, can I have a word with you?”
>”Of course, Rarity, what’s up?”
 
>Being Rarity.
>Waiting outside school for Norman and Twilight with the group.
>They greet us, but Norman doesn’t notice me like other times.
>During launch, he barely notices me.
Darling, Norman, what were you doing yesterday?
>”Just playing.”
Oh. On your video games?
>”Yeah. Anyway, Dash, you cannot choke other players.”
>I decide to talk with Twilight about my problems.
>”So you are worried about it?”
Yes, he never acted this way towards me. So, cold.
>”Maybe he was worried about the exam. Our teacher almost took his exam away because he found Pinkie trying to copy him.”
I suppose you may be right, dear.
>”Come on, cheer up! I have an idea. Norman, hey Norman!”
>”Yeah?”
>”Would you like to hang out with Rarity and I this Saturday?”
>”Oh sorry, Purple, I mean, Twilight. I have other plans.”
>He leaves, without even looking at me.
>”Can’t be helped, right? But he called me by my name! he almost never does that. I really like it when he does.”
Twilight, something is definitely wrong.
>For the rest of the week, I try my hardest for him to notice me, but nothing works.
>Wearing his favorite boots.
>His favorite dress.
>However, he failed to notice me, or he wasn’t even around.
>I even tried to take him to an empty classroom, but he only grunted.
>Saying something about how he needed to go home.
>I cannot believe it. I know that I was a little cold in the past, but that’s because he is special.
>I just can’t throw myself to his arms like that, I really want him to love me.
>How can he not notice my advances? Maybe, he doesn’t care.
 
>Being Norman.
>Twilight invites me to hang out on Saturday, but I refuse since I had something else to do with Elle.
>Also the entire week was hell.
>Aryan beauty was stunning all week, but I couldn’t even talk with her.
>On Wednesday, because Twilight bumped with me during chemistry class, dropping something on my eyes and blinding me for the entire day.
>Thursday, Dash wanted to try on me her new wrestling move. For the rest of the day I was on the infirmary.
>Lastly, Friday, she took me to an empty class, but it was double XP weekend on xbox live. I never miss double XP weekend.
>Enough of Aryan beauty.
>I’ve been waiting for this day all week.
>Saturday, the promised day.
>I am a little nervous, so I was ready 3 hours earlier.
>The best way to relax? play some xbox.
Hey, Brad.
>”Yo, Norman, how you doing?”
Great, how about you?
>”The same man. Twilight just visited this morning and-”
I told you, man, stop talking about that shit.
>”Oh come on. She is so innocent. It is always exciting to teach her something new.”
I hate you.
>After some hours playing.
Sorry, man, gotta go, I’ve something else to do.
>”A date? yeah right.”
Fuck you, man.
>”Get your ass here soon, so I can keep wrecking you.”
>I turn my xbox off and leave the house.
>I walk up to the other house, knock the door and Elle comes out.
>She looks beautiful, wearing a spring dress and no makeup.
>”Hi, Norman” She said.
H-Hi, Elle. You look, gorgeous.
>That was definitely creepy.
>”Thank you, Norman, I didn’t know what to wear for today. My mother told me something simple like would be for the best.” Elle said while grabbing her dress in a playful way.
Your mother's a sharp woman.
>”Yeah, she always knows what to do. So, shall we get going?”
Yes, of  c-course.
>Brad, you son of a bitch. You always make fun of me for being a virgin, but I’ll show you I'm a cool guy. Cheer for me, bro.
>Today is going to be a good day.