He got it from a box of Cracker Jacks.

It was quite unexpected and it felt, to him, unfair.
Somewhow, he always imagined, he get some cool toy, or even a plastic ring he could put on Ginny’s finger.
Ginny was cute, with curly blond hair… and she wore the same sneakers he did; the ones with the little green lights in the soles, that flashed when the two ran together from The Plum Room out onto the playground.
Most of the other boys pretended they didn’t like girls. Maybe most of them didn’t.
Ginny was fun. She was a good climber and only fell off the monkey bars that one time. He hugged her when she cried. He liked that. Sometimes he wanted to hug her again, but he didn’t want for her to get hurt just so he could hug her.
She had bandaids on both knees, after that fall. the other boys laughed at her.
He didn’t.

Now he was hurt. He wasn’t crying, but he felt like it. If he did cry, the girls and boys would all probably laugh at him… because the stupid toy car broke his tooth.

Some surprise.