The Project

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     (In The car)
I was sitting in the car as my mom drove me to Vincent's house. " So, Who is this boy your going to see?" " Mom he is just a friend we have a project in history class." I said as I rolled my eyes.  " ok, have fun" she screamed as I shut the door of the car. I walked up to the door step and hesitated to knock. Their house was very nice. It was in a gated neighborhood and there was a pretty garden of flowers outside. I knocked on the door and when it opened there was a lady there, about in her late 30's. "Hello, Is everything alright?" She asked with a nice smile. " yes i'm here to work on a project with Vincent, he told me to meet him here." " Well the come in, He is upstairs in his room." She said as she welcomed me in their house. When i got to the top of the stairs i could see that there was an open door with an all black poster. It had nothing on it it was just black. I assumed it was his room so I walked inside to find a very neat space. He had a desk and it seemed he had set it up for us to work on the project. I heard footsteps walking towards the door. I peaked to see Vincent walking towards me with a towel around his waist. I felt like I was dreaming. He had Abs and his hair was wet with his veins popping out of his arms. I almost fainted. I ran to the desk and sat down and pulled out my sketchbook acting like I was waiting for him there. "Uhm who are you exactly?" I heard with a firm tone. I turned around to see Vincent staring down at me in his towel. " oh, my bad i will go right now" " no don't, I didn't know it was you. I will go change in the bathroom." He said as he walked out of the room with a few clothes. When he walked back in he had another tight black t-shirt but this one you could see his abs very easily. He also had on some pajama pants, and crocs. "So, what are we starting with first?" He asked. " If you want I could start taking notes about the war from some
websites." " yeah thats great, I will get us some snacks and a drink, Can't work on an empty stomach." He said as he ran out the room.
(Im gonna make a part 2 so stay tuned)

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