When you're going places with other people, with this big group, everyone is leaning toward each other, and people are laughing and they're chatting, and things are great, and it's just like in a commercial for jeans, or something with nougat. I feel real sorry for people who have to travel by themselves. You need the noise of your friends, in space. Pointed more, and squeezed close to Link's window. Others felt like I felt, about space? But I think they did, because they all got louder. The thing I hate about space is that you can feel how old and empty it is. It sounded pretty fun, and at first there were lots of pictures of dancing and people with romper-gills and metal wings, and I was like, This will be big, really big, but then I guess I wasn't so skip when we were flying over the surface of the moon itself, because the moon was just like it always is, after your first few times there, when you get over being like, Whoa, unit! The moon! The goddamn moon! and instead there's just the rockiness, and the suckiness, and the craters all being full of old broken shit, like domesnobody's using anymore and wrappers and claws. We flew up and our feeds were burbling all sorts of things about where to stay and what to eat. We thought we'd go for a few days with some of the girls and stay at a hotel there and go dancing. Lo-grav can be kind of stupid, but this was supposed to be good. So Marty told us that there was this fun place for lo-grav on the moon. Link Arwaker was like, 'I'm so null,' and Marty was all, 'I'm null too, unit,' but I mean we were all pretty null, because for the last like hour we'd been playing with three uninsulated wires that were coming out of the wall. We went on a Friday, because there was shit-all to do at home. We went to the moon to have fun, but the moon turned out to completely suck. Great Opening Lines to Hook Young Readers Note: There is language in this excerpt that some readers may find offensive.

Feed by M.T. Anderson