The kid

I'm sitting next to a quiet boy on the train. He's going to imax with his classmates. It's hard to tell how old they are, maybe grade 6? He reminds me of myself. They call him Dimitri but his name is really James. He makes a joke about having been overseas - to Tasmania. I appreciate it more than his friends seem to. They tease him a lot and he tries to laugh it off. He sits slouched, arms crossed. He has a goofy smile, which I'm happy to see he manages every so often. In the spirit of things; James, it gets better!! I wish I could tell him he's a cool kid without being creepy...

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