Arthur’s Baguette (part 2)

Words and Photoshop: Jeremy Curry

Arthur and his mother bounced around the cabin of the plane, with Arthur holding his head down in a panic. “I can’t die this early, not now. Imagine that! The only time I really luck out and get to go somewhere I want to go, and I perish in a plane crash. Just my luck!” he thought. His mother was a lot calmer than he was, and put her arm around her terrified son. As soon as she had her arm around Arthur, the turbulence calmed to a standstill, and the plane leveled out.

Arthur waited until the seatbelt sign had turned off, and rushed to the bathroom to clean off his Coke-splattered clothing. While he walked down the aisle, he heard a girl snicker. He turned around to see her looking in his direction with a big stupid grin on her face. Was she snickering at the fact that he had Coke all over him? Or maybe it was the fact that he was much more terrified than the other passengers during the turbulence? It wasn’t until he got to the bathroom that he found out the awful truth: he had spilled Coke all over the crotch of his pants! It was a massive stain that was easily noticeable on his khakis.

He hadn’t felt this embarrassed since the time he started having constant wet dreams at night. He had to call Dr. Sue Johanson’s Sex With Sue advice hotline to ask if they were normal. At least then his call was anonymous. In this situation, it was only a Coke, but the girl obviously thought otherwise! He scrubbed and scrubbed away as much of the soda he could, but it was no use. He didn’t have extra clothing in his carry-on baggage, so he was just going to have to deal with soda-stained pants.

He walked back to his seat as quickly as possible, only to bump into a flight attendant carrying a food cart. Luckily, as she backed up the cart to let him back to his seat, he was able to conceal his spill. “Finally! A lucky break! My life isn’t as much of a travesty as I thought,” he said to himself. Arthur’s mom was fast asleep next to him as he sat back down. He was sort of glad, because he wanted some alone time to reflect on his current situation.

Things were going wrong for him on the plane, but at least nobody here would see him on a day-to-day basis. He didn’t recognize anybody from Degrassi, and any horrible thing that did happen could easily be omitted when he was telling his schoolmates about his trip. Well, his schoolmate Yick Yu, anyway. He had trouble finding other friends at school, but was content with having Yick as a good friend. He wondered how long that would last though, as he was starting to fall in with some of the “bad kids” at school.

Arthur was mostly concerned about Yick hanging out with Luke, who he heard was a heavy drug user. He also heard a rumour that Luke had given a guy named Shane some acid before a Gourmet Scum concert, and Shane ended up going crazy and jumping off of a bridge. Yick said it wasn’t Shane’s fault, but Arthur didn’t know whether to trust Yick anymore. He was starting to wear tie-dye t-shirts, and a single earring. He was always pretty bad at school, but what if he got into drugs? He might stop going to school altogether.

Arthur was too smart to get into the drug scene. He liked goofing off, but school was important. He didn’t want to upset his parents, who he thought were having enough trouble already with a recent divorce and trying out new relationships. Also, his sister Stephanie was wearing a lot of revealing clothing at school, and pretended Arthur did not exist, which was completely bizarre. “Oh well,” Arthur thought. “I guess sometimes it’s quantity over quality when it comes to making friends!”

He looked down at the spill on his clothes. The shirt wasn’t so bad, but the pants were looking pretty lousy. He spent the next little while with his legs touching, shuffling back and forth. He thought the friction would dry them faster. After doing that for a while, and studying his French book, an announcement came on the speaker system. “Attention ladies and gentlemen, we are about to make our descent into Paris. If you could put on your seatbelts and push your trays back into their upright position, that would be very much appreciated.” A smile beamed upon Arthur’s face. Finally! He was about to embark on his first vacation outside of the continent…

Arthur’s Baguette (part 1)

Words and Photoshop: Jeremy Curry

“Would you like peanuts or a cookie?” asked the flight attendant. “Am I able to have both?” The attendant laughed, and gave Arthur both a chocolate chip cookie and a bag of peanuts. Arthur gave a tiny smirk to the attendant and thanked her. He was on a flight to Paris, France with his mother, and he couldn’t have been happier. His mother was gracious enough to take him on the trip because he was graduating Jr. High with fantastic grades, and also because she felt that the boy needed a break. Not to mention that Arthur’s mother won the lottery! It seemed to Arthur that his luck was beginning to change. After years of being teased and being called a “geek”, he could now relax and know that things were changing for the better.

Arthur prepared for his trip by reading Beginner’s French for two weeks straight, and signing books on France out of the library. He may have wasted a couple weeks of vacation time reading, but it was well worth it if he was going to immerse himself in the culture. He couldn’t wait to stand at the top of the Eiffel Tower! He was a little disgusted to hear that the French enjoy eating frogs’ legs, but also heard they had good cheese. He managed to get a couple of addresses from friends and acquaintances back at his school, so he could write them postcards. His best friend Yick Yu would probably appreciate one, although he was treating him a little differently since his mother won the lottery. He seemed to be jealous, taking it out on Arthur by making snarky comments. Oh well, Yick and Arthur got through a lot of tough times during Jr. High, so the least he could do to say “thanks” would be to write him a postcard, and maybe pick him up a souvenir.

Caitlin Ryan was another friend who’s address he had managed to snag. She wasn’t a good friend, just more of an acquaintance and a frequent partner when it came to school activities. Arthur had a major crush on her, and wanted to make her “more than a friend”. He thought he might be able to express his feelings for her in the postcard. When he got back, maybe she would be waiting at the airport to thank him. Maybe she would wrap her arms around him and tell him that she loves him, and was too shy to express her feelings until now! Then they would share a passionate kiss next to the baggage claim. He wasn’t thinking about how his dad would be with him, or that Caitlin was too young to drive, so her mom would probably have to drive her all the way to the airport for this to work. How would she know when he arrives? He couldn’t call her. Logistics be damned, Arthur was just thinking of a beautiful moment.

As Arthur sipped on a tiny glass of Coke, the plane started to rattle quickly, and performed what could only be described as a huge hop. Coke splattered all over Arthur’s face and his new white dress shirt. “Aw, why did I have to wear white?!” he whined out loud. “Attention ladies and gentlemen, we are traveling though a bit of turbulence here. If you could please stay seated and fasten your seatbelts until we turn the seatbelt sign back off, that would be much appreciated,” the captain said. Arthur looked at his mother with a troubled expression…