"My mouth's got a better use, chica," leered Carlos. "I'll--"
Carlos _and_ Sam suddenly gasped, as each one felt a hand even stronger than Alipang's gripping him painfully tight under one armpit and effortlessly lifting him off his feet. Summer could clearly see that the hands belonged to Mr. Kramer, the SEALS veteran who had been at the Pansit Paradise last night. "Sorry I'm tardy," the rugged new deputy sheriff said to Summer. "I'll just be escorting these two children to the Principal's office for a little talk about harassment--one thing she sometimes _does_ admit is wrong."
Yes, I know sleep is good, but I want to be out of the house how you feeling?
She sat up eatting her soup.
Aw Dan I'm sorry do you want my mum to bring you some soup?
But as soon as Mr. Kramer was out of sight, a black boy filled in the gap for the white boy and the Latino boy. None other than Edward Mannering, self-dubbed Leopard Man. "Yeah, he bad, that Navy dude....but he can't be everywhere. WE can, you ________ ."
"Maybe you'n me could do some washin' together sometime, _______ ," rumbled Leopard Man, reaching a hand to fondle Summer's hair, while his eyes were less delicate.
ooc: procrastination. i do that alot ><
ic: Jen laughed and entered her combination, then quickly grabbed her stuff for English. "So how are you?" she asked.
"I've been better. How are you doin?" asked Brendan.
ooc: ehh let's not get carried away Nightcrawler. haha.