Davy is a old friend of mine that i haven't seen him or Peter in years, he's only a year younger than me and has always attracted a girl wherever he went but he never go with one when me and him were out somewhere, i guess he thought that i would be a little mad that he had brought another girl with him but it didn't bother me to be honest, we were both single but i think the most funniest part was when we last went out, to a beach that was and at the time he was shorter than me so everyone thought he was my brother or even my own child.. i felt sorry for him, it weren't his fault he was short, I didn't have Davy's number since we both moved out of California, i think he came back to England like me but i never knew where, i do miss him though.
Now Peter, i've know him most of my life, a couple years older than me but sweet real sweet, always happy and friendly to anyone, never seemed to feel down, good at hiding it if he was sad, but he's truly adorable, we (me and Davy) met him in California, he live next door to Davy and was invited round to a party Davy had put on for all the teens in the area, it was a great party and me and Peter got on really well since Davy introduced me to him, i was very nervous when i met him but he made me laugh and spoke very nicely to me so i eased up a little bit.
There was another guy there called Mike i think, he looked like he weren't having too much fun, no one knew him, he came from Texas and he was new in the area so you'know, he was quite tall and dressed very smart like, unlike us who wore a little leather and all that, we didn't speak to him much tho, he did look cute in his little bobble hat and he had nice voice, kinda wish i had gottern to know him know...
