"You were there weren't you " he asked.
"No.." I brutally lie. I wasn't there but I was the perpetrator of all of this incident. Deep down I had thought the story has died down from everyone's lips, but seemingly no.
" So are you claiming you don't know what we're talking about?" He questioned leaning forward toward me. "I'm actually on a two-week suspension, so I missed all the action. I was hoping to get the full facts of the story."
"You're such a pussy I must say!" Rashin is always talking, shouting to be specific. He's the loudest of them all. The wimp looks rich judging from the way he's wearing and maybe that's why he's hanging around these jerks. Mark is all bulky and dark, more like Mark Henry from WWE. The Amanda; something about her sends vibrations through my spinal. Just from the corner of my eyes I can see how beautiful she is. She reminds of someone, someone I am really familiar with.
"The rain has stopped, you should get going wimp"
He stood up and took his backpack charging for the door. "Wait for me" I said. "You're leaving?" Amanda asked me.
"Yeah"
"It was nice hanging out with you..give me your number!" She recommended. I spelt in a rush but she still caught it.
I went out the shed and found the wimp waiting outside.
"Let's get going." I went through the paddies on to my father's house. The dark made the walk even more scarier than I thought. The intoxication made its may through the whole of my body. I realized only then that I was finally drunk and it was generally a really nice feeling.
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I now have to be down at my father's house.
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