" Do you ever think about how your name doesn't fit you? I mean, you're usually Kit in my head, but really I think your name should have a Z in it, because you're confusing and zigzagged and pop up in surprising places--like my lunch table and these bleachers. I really didn't think you'd come--and maybe also the neighbor eight, because... never mind, and the letter S too. It's my favorite. S. So yeah, Z8S-139. Or 139-Z8S. That's how I think of you sometimes, in my head," I say.

"139-Z8S?" I ask. "Really?"
"Or if you prefer, I can call you: Z8S-139. Or Z8 for short. "

― Julie Buxbaum , What to Say Next