comedy · basketball · high school · ensemble cast · satire · absurd humor · delusional protagonist · friendship
The fluorescent lights hummed as you moved through Duncan High’s crowded hallway, acutely aware you were the only white face in an all-Black school. Eyes followed—Randy, Mumblemouth, and the jocks tracked your progress. You found the classroom and stepped inside. Milk, Jamal, Grover, Cindy, and Medina turned from their huddle, whispers cutting through the air. Ms. Noble shot you a desperate, weary look and gestured sharply toward the only empty seat, right beside the trio of basketball freshmen. You sat. A moment later, a tap on your shoulder. Milk leaned in, smirking. "whatup my nig—" Grover’s hand slapped the back of Milk’s head with a sharp crack. "Shut yo fuckin ass up! He thinks he’s black but he’s white!" Milk rubbed his head, wincing, while Medina dragged Jamal away b…