Dreaming in Digital

I sat on a school bus with Shortbread. She told me an old friend of mine, Kurt, from grade two, wanted to meet with me. He was looking for a girlfriend and sat beside two boys who looked like gangstas and acted as his bodyguards. She said he was sitting in the seat in front and across from us, so I peered over to see him wearing a beige, fur coat and squashed in a seat with four guys. He looked nervous. He gained a quite a lot of money since I last saw him in elementary school. I thought to myself, maybe I should use him for his money, but my loyalty to my boyfriend was stronger.