03-25-2010, 12:29 PM
((^.^ HELL YES!!!! It was awesome. I went with my band class and 80 band kids...stuck on buses for 25 hours lots and lots of fun *sarcasm* lol. But it was still amazing and awesome. New York is just amazing to visit all the time, the food was awesome, we saw Lion King on broadway, got to go shopping (my guilty pleasure) and alot of other stuff. And actually the bus ride wasn't that bad))
Vince pitted the poor person that would become jock boy's partner for the class. But with a glance around the room out of the corner of his eyes, alot of the girls were staring at jock boy like he was a slab of meat. Looking jock boy up and down he had to admit that yes he was hot. In the shirt that jock boy was wearing you could see the defined bicep and tricep muscles and underneath the shirt he probably had nice abs, and thick calves, and....Vince had to stop his train of thought there. So he'd admit that jock boy was good looking, but Vince hated him so to Vince he wasn't attractive at all.
Vince had to restrain himself for rolling his eyes a second time while the boy tried not to insult him again. It was obvious he didn't mean it so why did he try to cover it up and try to soften the blow. He glared at the hand held out to him, "Sorry I'd rather not have to burn my hand off thank you." It took a moment for Vince to realize that he had said that out loud and not just in his head like he had planned. Vince didn't have one of those filters in his brain to filter his sentences, most of the time he said whatever was on the top of his mind. "And if you must know, my name is Vince." he said turning forward in his seat hoping that the teacher would come in and save him soon.
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