forum Jocks Vs. the Arts (OPEN!)

Started May 05, 2018 by @@sTRAYKEYS

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Marco shrugged, "I'm good. Coach loves me… He'd be fine if I skipped."

"Tsk tsk. That's not very responsible Blitzy." She said as they slid into a booth. "What time do we have to get back?"

Marco smiled. "Noon. Maybe twelve-oh-five? I just know that we don't have that much time."

"Shoot. We should have gone through drive through." She said, smacking her forehead. "We're idiots."

"You were the driver… Don't call me the idiot," Marco said playfully, but with a tad bit of a threat was in his tone.
(I didn't know how to phrase that. sorry)

(I know what you mean though.)
"Right, but you still could of said something." She said. A waiter came with their food. "Thanks." She said. She picked up the ketchup and drizzled it over her fries.

"Ketchup is disgusting! How do you eat that?!" Marco commented, mouth filled with vanilla ice cream.

"It's just tomatoes Marco. I could say the same thing about chocolate." She said.

"Maybe that's why I don't eat vegetables… Tomatoes and pickles shouldn't exist," Marco shrugged, "just my opinion."

"I don't know how you manage football when you don't eat healthy Marco." She said, dipping her chicken into some mustard. "Got any plans for the weekend?"

(Hey I'm back)
"At least you HAVE a dog!" Dexter said. "The only pet I have ever had was a turtle and he died in three months."

(Here for a short amount of time…)
"Just throwing a party at my humble abode. You're a V.I.P. So are you coming?" Marco stood and threw out his trash.

"Of course. What time is it though? My parents will want to know." She said, following him to the door. "Also, your 'abode' is hardly humble."

"Nine pm on Saturday. Everyone including the nerds are invited, just so that I can get creative cards and or more money." Marco sighed, "not like they can do anything else."

Lee sighed. "Ma will probably say no. She doesn't let me go out after 7 p.m. Which is probably a wise thing."

"Fine come over to my house earlier, but stay until the party." Marco ducked into the car seat.

"Alrighty. Will we be alone?" She said, starting the car.

"Nah. I think my 'lil sis will be home. Unless you want to be alone."

She shrugged. "It doesn't matter to me, but it will to ma." They pulled into the school parking lot.

"You would NOT want Scruffie!" Lowe warned, "He's horrible!"