Jordan looked about the tray spotting what looked like two large logs laying on the plastic tray. It was hard to imagine someone eating with utensils like these. Each one was longer than him and solid wood. The notion of lifting these would not be a simple feat.
As Jordan grasped the first chopstick he stood it upright while maneuvering the second chopstick next to him so he could stand it up as well. However, the second chopstick was more difficult as he had one hand busy holding the first chopstick.
Looking back at Sara Jordan halfway hoped that she was joking. He knew she could do this much easier than he could. He then looked back at Ellie and Chloe hoping one of them would speak up on his behalf. However, they both looked at him waiting to see what he would do. Ellie’s eyes darted over to Chloe who continued to look at Jordan waiting to see how he would respond.
Chloe looked disappointed as Jordan hoisted the chopsticks up and onto his shoulder before walking towards Sara’s outstretched hand. The weight of the chopsticks was lighter and easier to carry than he expected. The length of them makes it more awkward than anything.
“See Chloe, if he had a problem with it. He wouldn’t do it. There is so much in this world he can’t do. So giving him tasks he can do lets him know that he still has a place. He loves helping me. Right Body Hottie?” Sara said.
Love is a bit strong of a word and Jordan wanted to say otherwise. However, as he looked at the trio of girls staring at him. The gaze of Sara felt oppressive as she looked down at him smiling. How could he oppose her? Jordan thought. What would happen if he spoke up? Jordan looked at the giant teen and any courage he had spilled out of him and he meekly agreed with Sara.
As he reached Sara’s hand he noticed another small person at the table across from him. He hadn’t seen a small female before. A part of him wondered if all women were immune even though he knew that wasn’t the case. Actually seeing one though was somehow reassuring at first.
The distance made it difficult for him to clearly make out, but the longer Jordan looked the more he realized what he was looking at. That small woman was cleaning that giant teen’s shoes. Jordan could hear the small woman being berated as the table of teens laughed. As Sara looked down at Jordan and followed his gaze to see him staring at the table behind her.
“Just ignore them,” Sara said as she sneered at the group before turning away. However, Jordan couldn’t look away. He wasn’t sure if it was the way the long shadow of her shoe hung over the tiny woman. Maybe it was the way her friend laughed in such a deep devious tone.
“You should do something! Help her!” Jordan said to the trio of girls.” They had spent the last several minutes discussing the laws about the treatment of people like him. Now though, they could actually do something.
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