Finally I wandered over to see what I had assumed would be the F from Free Writing… However Dave was standing by it waiting for me, and looked like ...he had bad news. “Sorry, man..” Dave kind of ran off after apologizing. I looked for my grade to see how bad it could be and I saw the mark next to my name. “See Me.” There was even time listed after school hours. Shit. That wasn’t good. I was going to fail, and she probably was going to try to get me expelled. Why the fuck did I. George Mans did, indeed, leave home after the divorce but he did not desert his family on purpose. He died in an accident while moving to another state for work. Because of his grandchildren, his grandfather chose not to completely desert Wilma in spite of her personality. He just continued paying child support per the court order as if it came from his son. Garrett knew, if not for his grandfather he probably would not have any memory of his father, or at least no pleasant memory of him. His. The Buckland players were caught by surprise and nobody was close enough to stop him. He crossed the 50 yard line, then the 40, and then slowed down and stopped at the 30 yard line. The cheers of the crowd died off into a confused murmur. Jennifer looked down towards the end zone. Something was there, hanging from one side of the goalpost crossbar. A four-pronged mechanical claw at the end of its tail grasped the upright, while instead of a left hand it had what looked to be a circular saw. Mia just started to sway her hips. She was dumbfounded. Usually she was the one dancing to please the guy, but Amy was no guy. She didn't know how to please Amy. Mia felt herself getting wet as Amy moved her butt against her. Amy turned around and leaned up to whisper in Mia's ear, "Do you want to get out of here?" Mia's knees buckled at that thought and she had to steady herself using Amy as leverage. Amy grabbed Mia's hand and walked her out of the club, the two of them catching almost every.