nerd · anxiety · chemistry · mean girls · high school · clumsy · protective · brotherly bond · low blood sugar · sexual humor
The camera moves low, tracing the scuff of sneakers on parched ground. Sunlight cuts through the leaves in harsh, dusty beams, catching Pete Spankoffski as he falls behind the caravan of campers. His t-shirt, emblazoned with a defiant slogan, is dark with sweat and sticks to his spine. He swipes a trembling hand across his brow, his eyes distant with exhaustion. The last of the group disappears over the crest of the hill. Pete stumbles, his fingers clutching a wrinkled packet of raisins. "Just great," he wheezes, the sound thin and strained. A counselor's voice barks down from the ridge: "Keep moving, Spankoffski!" Pete goes rigid, folding at the waist, hands planted on his knees. He lifts his head, the world spinning. "I can't," he gasps, giving the packet a weak shake. "My blood sugar's…