1 word...OBNOXIOUS

Ok so it seems like a lot of my posts are about Salad and George, so why don't we keep that going here? Here is yet another post about those two losers.

This took place last Wednesday, after school.

Ok so the school day ended and I go with George to his house to spend time with him. I like his house, it's right by my church where the houses are big and have several different families in them. I was surprised though, out of all the time I spent in his room nobody in his family dared enter. My parents would be in front of the door listening in to everything.

Don't worry I didn't sleep with George though, we spent about an hour and a half making out in his chair but we didn't have sex. I promise. Although I can't promise that we were both completely clothed.

Anyway after about an hour and a half of that, we straightened ourselves up and walked to Frank's house (which is conveniently a short walk away) and he played video games with this other guy, we had dinner with Frank, Frank's parents, and a few other people, I got my book back. (I got this book in Florida about soccer, I figured that I wouldn't be the only person reading it because I figured Frank, George and Salad would read it too. Unfortunately I was right, I got it last Friday in Florida, I brought it to school Monday, Salad had it that whole day, Frank had it until Wednesday night and George...still has it) And then Salad came.

All was fine...except for when Frank's mom drove me, Salad and George to Soccer. We were terrible to each other, seriously we were terrorizing each other. Arguing about everything from Chemistry to well...that and what we are actually capable of doing.

It didn't stop there, I was bored and had time to kill before group stuff started so I went into the guy's room, it was just the three of them and their "teacher" and while their teacher let me stay, the boys threw a fit. And I gave them a reason to, I gave them attitude's, I hit Salad a few times and when Frank threw his sandals at me I threw them right back. Frank even tried stripping in front of me to get me to go away (it didn't work, he chickened out), finally they said something so I stepped out. George tried to kiss me but I told him that I wouldn't give him anything because of that, so he slammed the door in my face. I re-opened the door Salad tried to close it on me, I gave George a hug and left.

Then at soccer it was basically just me, Salad and George and they were...well just as obnoxious as they were earlier. Although I can't say that I was much better. I fought fire with fire and we all came out burned.