"Uh- *sigh* Well I'm sorry. Vincent, was your name? Well, Vincent I would like to say, I expected people to notice my posture but... not comments like THAT!"
Guess Mr. Perfecto is mad. Meh, I could have said worse. Like, Hey why are you acting so cliché? Or, What's with the cliché introduction? Something about how cliché he is. I mean, that is pretty cliché. Hehe...
"Uh... Sorry..."
I had to say SOMETHING...
"You better be sorry Vincent. I wouldn't want to send you to the principal's office on The first day! Plus, isn't that your mother Henry?" Awww kitty teacher asked a question...
"Yes. She is. But I don't think that would be necessary. I mean, it was just out of curiosity..."
Suuuuuure curiosity is why I said that. Phfff nah...
"Well either way I'm sorry to some level so... ya." I've got to stay under a low profile for now but, I think as the year goes on the cats gunna jump out of the bag... Bad metaphor... I hate cats...
Everyone settled down and we started up with the pointing and commenting again. I guess I fell asleep or started day dreaming because next thing I knew the bell rang.
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Purple Love
FanfictionA high school Fanfic of how Purple Guy (Vincent) met his love and how the rest of high school connected with it. (I really enjoy writing this Fanfic and I appreciate everyone who reads it. Plz comment on anything you like, dislike, or have a questio...
