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We stare in slight horror at the sight before us, which was quite strange, as they were all
very attractive guys. They didn't look much older than us, if they were at all, and they
were all sitting around doing not that much when my loud profanitising startled them. They
all looked pretty shocked, and started at us as if we were wearing duck bills and carrying
butcher knifes (which, for the record, we weren't). One with a curly afro lay across the
legs of a boy with blondy hair and a regulation blue plaster on his lip, which he was in
the process of ripping off his face when we arrived. One with longish black hair was
fiddling with afro boy's hair, two more, one with glasses and one with skeleton gloves on
were sitting around. They looked like they'd been deep in conversation before we had walked
in and rained on their parade.
"So... " Sarah said trying to start a conversation while still looking at the guy with the
black hair, and failing miserably.
From the looks of it, the other guys were trying the same tactics. Eventually, after about
twenty minutes of sitting around, attempting to make conversation and constantly looking
over at the new boys to see what they were doing (and, often just evesdropping to attempt to
find a conversation topic of our own,) a bus arrived at the top of the road.
"SHIT!" Screamed the boy with glasses
All the guys suddenly grabbed their bags and ran as fast as they could towards the bus stop
and onto the bus.

. . . .

I was still panting as I got to my seat on the top of the double decker. I wasn't sure if
those girls were new, but I don't know how we would've managed to miss them for the past 3
months we'd been coming to this park, before the second leg of our journey turned up. I was
always surprised that i didnt see more girls as our sister school, I guess you'd call it,
was about two minutes down the road from that park.
I pondered this, as Ray and Bob jumped over the seat at me and Mikey and Frank jumped on the
floor underneath me.
"What the f-?!"
"Sorry Gee, Bob's lost the lil ball from his lip ring" Ray called, running down the aisle
to catch the little ball, that was obviously vital to Bob's life. I decided to relay this
thought to the others.
"Is that little ball thing REALLY vital to your existance?"
"Well, no. But I like my lip ring, and if i lose it now I won't be able to get to the shop
'til next monday" Bob reasoned with me.
"I'm not even gonna ask why"
"Good idea" said Mikey "he'd never shut up about conversions of the shop and-"
"Oh god, don't you start on me!"
"Sorry"
Their conversation was rudely inturupted by a scream of joy from frank.
"I GOT IT!!"
"Frank! My hero!" Said Bob, in a fake fairytale-esq voice as he hugged frank and then
attatched the ball to the ring on his lip.
"You reckon those girls'll be there tommorow?" Ray pondered in an attempted nonchalant
manner.
We all joined him in pondering.

. . . .

"You reckon those guys'll be there tommorow?" Amy pondered in an attempted nonchalant
manner.
We all joined her in pondering.
"Hope so...." Lauren piped up "They were fiiiit...."