At first Jon didn't know who was approaching him. All he could see was that it was a boy, a few inches shorter than himself, wearing pink footie pajamas. As the boy shuffled toward him, Jon recognized his face. Biff Meadows, the captain of the football team!
Jon wasn't sure what to think. Biff had always been terrible to Jon, pushing him around, humiliating him whenever he could. Once, while Jon was changing after gym class, Biff and his cronies had picked Jon up and pushed him out into the hallway, clad only in his tight white underwear. It took two months before Jon didn't hear snickers whenever he passed the kids who had seen him.
But Biff was the captain of the football team, so the worst punishment the school dispensed was a scolding, one that Biff shrugged off. If Jon had been bigger, maybe he could have stood up for himself, but the fact was that Biff was a monster! Huge beyond his years.
Well, not anymore.
The diminutive football player shuffled toward Jon, staring at him in challenge. He was all alone, as was Jon; the rest of the school seemed to have gone to class. Biff seemed to have other intentions, though, as he headed straight toward Jon. He stopped when he stood two feet in front of him and looked up into Jon's face.
"Outta the way, fag," Biff barked.
Jon smiled. Same old attitude, smaller package. It was hard to take the boy seriously in the pink footie pajamas. Maybe there was room for Biff in his fantasy life after all.
"I don't think so, pipsqueak," Jon answered, grinning.
"What'dya call me?" Biff's voice cracked, as if he had not yet finished puberty. His face turned red with rage and he pulled one fist back as if to punch Jon.
Jon, being the larger of the two, reached out and pushed Biff off to the side. Biff stumbled and lost his footing, the pajama feet slid out from under him, and he fell, landing on his behind. Tears welled up in his eyes, his bottom lip began to tremble. Soon Biff was bawling, crying like a baby, sucking on his thumb. It was almost perfect.
A noise behind Jon caught his attention. He turned and found the entire student body standing behind him, all staring at Biff. All at once they began to laugh, pointing at the tiny football captain, ridiculing him for his misfortune. Jon, satisfied in his endeavor, strutted past his victim and headed to his first class of the day, loving every second of his fantasy life.
