Green Between the Teeth
The pool party was supposed to be my comeback moment. Freshman year had been basically a flop—sitting alone at lunch, accidentally calling my teacher 'mom' twice—but Maya's Saturday bash was my chance to finally get in with the cool crowd. I'd even practiced my laugh in the mirror for twenty minutes the night before.
The problem started with the spinach dip. Someone's mom had made this artisanal organic stuff that was actually fire, and I was going in hard trying to look casual and unbothered. I was mid-story about absolutely nothing when I noticed Maya squinting at me.
'Yo, you got a little something,' she said.
I wiped my chin. 'All good?'
She shook her head, looking dead serious. 'Not your face, bro. It's—' she gestured vaguely at her own mouth, looking equal parts amused and horrified.
I sprinted to the bathroom and flipped on the light. There,嵌 deep in my front teeth like a neon green catastrophe, was enough spinach to start a small garden. My entire brain short-circuited. How long? HOW MANY people had I smiled at? Was this why Tyler's cousin had been looking at me like that?
Water. I needed water. I turned on the sink and started splashing my face like a drama queen in a music video, just letting the faucet run while I stared at my reflection. This was it. My social life was over before it had even started.
The door creaked open. Tyler's cousin—the girl I'd been lowkey trying to impress all afternoon—stood there holding out a hand.
'Hey,' she said. 'I'm Jordan.' She passed me a paper towel. 'Also, you should know I've had parsley in my teeth since I got here. We can be disasters together.'
I laughed, genuinely this time, and she grinned back, revealing a tiny piece of spinach wedged in her own smile.
'Solidarity,' I said.
We walked out together, still green-toothed disasters, and somehow that became the whole thing. My big comeback wasn't about being cool at all—it was about finding someone who didn't care if I had vegetables stuck in my braces. And honestly? That was way better.