Donnie reads the sign, and wonders if he can get in on that.
He'd never been involved in something like a yearbook before, but Dr. Thurman had suggested that maybe some of his problems would clear up if he joined an afterschool activity.
Plus, he'd heard that detention was worse than anything he could dream - and for Donnie, that was saying something.
"Well," he mumbles under his breath, "maybe I can just write captions or take pictures or something, and this...Rory person won't be on my ass all the time. And maybe this won't be as fucking superficial as Middlesex's load of shit they publish every year."
He decides it won't hurt to go to the meeting, at least.
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He'd never been involved in something like a yearbook before, but Dr. Thurman had suggested that maybe some of his problems would clear up if he joined an afterschool activity.
Plus, he'd heard that detention was worse than anything he could dream - and for Donnie, that was saying something.
"Well," he mumbles under his breath, "maybe I can just write captions or take pictures or something, and this...Rory person won't be on my ass all the time. And maybe this won't be as fucking superficial as Middlesex's load of shit they publish every year."
He decides it won't hurt to go to the meeting, at least.