Participation Trophy
By Ira Rat
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"Imagine Stranger Things, but darker and kind of sad, mean-spirited, and ambiguous. If you're a fan of 80s-centric horror, horror-comedy, and coming-of-age tales, you've got to give this a read." ★★★★★ (GoodReads Review)
- Jon Steffens (author, The God in the Hills)
"(A) teenage-anxiety induced nostalgia fever
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Participation Trophy - Ira Rat
1
JOHN’S ROOM
Kevin’s dead.
The words were lit up in John’s head like a Game Over
screen, one that had not gone away in the passing weeks.
Your brother is dead!
he would mumble to himself, while idly trying to find distraction that never came.
John’s room looked like any typical middle American boy’s room.
Well, except for the cement walls and sizeable eggshell-white washer and dryer that were continually going in the corner.
It hadn’t been hard to convince his parents to let him take over the basement after Kevin’s death. Though when he thought about it, he couldn’t really remember the conversation. Maybe he just moved down here and they had yet to notice.
Still, it was weird how, even now, with just the three of them, it was a never-ending avalanche of dirty clothes and Tide he had to deal with. If this was the price to pay for his autonomy, he thought, it was probably worth it. Not that his parents were around much these days; in fact, John couldn’t remember the last time he had seen them.
Notes? Yes. Parents? It had been a while.
Well, notes and the dirty clothes.
His walls were covered in posters for The Clash, Ramones, and similar bands, bands he only vaguely cared about, having only inherited the decorations. The one thing he hadn’t shared with his brother was his taste in music, but they made the walls look less like he was living in a prison cell.
Interspersed were posters for The Goonies, Indiana Jones, and other Spielbergesque adventure movies, aimed at his demographic, PG-13 (give or take a year or two). The kind of movies that could get a shit
in here and there to excite the imagination, and just enough scantily clad girls to keep him interested.
From the cassette player came the jangly sound of Tom Petty. This, as well, wasn’t the type of music he would have gone for personally, but it was what all the popular kids were listening to. So, fuck it, he had thought when he bought it from Walmart a couple of weeks ago.
Like most of his peers, he was just along for the ride. He tended to listen to whatever he noticed somebody else was wearing the t-shirt of, or what he saw on MTV. In the end, at least it was better than silence.
Like every afternoon, across from John on his Star Wars sheets, Sam sat reading an old horror comic she found at a garage sale. The pages brown and brittle, he was surprised it wasn’t falling apart in her hands. It had been something he wouldn’t dare read; he couldn’t even get through the edited-for-TV late-night horror show reruns that played on the UHF station.
Seeing Sam and John together, you would think they were brother and sister, maybe fraternal twins. They were both in their awkward teenage years—fourteen, to be exact.
John was a nerdy kid in the vein of Matthew Broderick, with an out-of-date shag haircut that could end up costing him teeth. His button-down shirt was a little too K-Mart to be smooth and didn’t win him any Best Looking
accolades.
Sam was the girl
equivalent. Her short blond hair just touched the rims of her horn-rimmed glasses. The way she looked didn’t get her picked on but kept her the sort of invisible that often made her feel like a ghost.
She couldn’t quite get down the formula for ladylike,
at least that’s what her mom enjoyed saying anytime she was within earshot. Boys don’t make passes at girls who wear glasses,
her mom would say to her while pointing out how unfeminine she was. She would change the last words to fat asses, whenever Sam wanted seconds on dessert.
In her own estimation, Sam was a world away from the women she saw in music videos—she still wore the oversized t-shirts and cut-off jeans of her youth. It wasn’t like she wasn’t trying to look more mature.
Though her tough-guy act didn’t help. She had spent more time in the principal’s office than she could remember. If she could keep her smart mouth shut, maybe she would graduate sometime in this lifetime.
In John’s room, they sat in their little worlds, just feet apart. John was the one who finally broke the silence when he jolted upright.
Oh, hey, before I forget! I’ve got something to show you!
Relieved that anything was going on, Sam dropped the comic to