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After an hour of being completely puzzled by the mystery of the hot chocolate Jeff decided to forget it. Sitting around all day wondering who bought him a hot chocolate was silly and a waste of time. It was quite obviously a onetime thing so he decided to just completely forget about it. No harm was done and no one other than Jeff, David and Gloria knew so no-one else was surely going to find out. Anyway Jeff had things to do any sitting about something like this really was pointless.
A full day of still continuously, as hard as he tried, thinking about who it could be passed. 4:30pm came slower than usual and Jeff had just finished up in History class. Their teacher, Mr Edwards, was in a good mood and decided to let the boys out on time unlike his usual 10 minutes late, as he made them tidy his class room until it sparkled like the night sky.
'Well boys, you've worker exceedingly hard these last few weeks,' Mr Edwards praised them, 'so I will let you go a little earlier, and I will see you again on Friday.'
The short stumpy teacher then grabbed his light tweed jacket and exited his classroom. As the door closed softly all the boys let out a sigh of relief.
'However boys!' Wes started, all relief that was within the classroom quickly flew out of the window. 'Warbler practice will start in T-minus 20 minutes.'
As soon as Wes even said 'warbler practice', fifteen boys left the classroom. They weren't Warblers and most of them found Wes rude and bossy.
'Pass the message onto the rest of the boys!' Wes added as he picked up his bag and several books and marched out of the classroom and down the corridor to the practice room.
The other warblers trailed out, their shoulders hanging low with defeat and exhaust, they slowly drifted to their dorms to drop of bags and homework they'd collected throughout the day. Jeff was one member of the herd of tired musicians, however David grabbed him by the shoulders.
'Aren't you going to French to tell your boyfriend about the Warbler meeting?' David asked pinching Jeff's cheeks.
Jeff blushed hard, 'I'm regretting telling you about Nick, and he is not my boyfriend! We don't even know if the dudes on my team!' Jeff whispered so as to not let others hear.
'He so is dude! He totally wants you!' David laughed.
'Who wants Jeff?' that same familiar voice asked. Jeff froze like a deer in the head lights. 'Guys?' Nick said inquisitively as he joined the pair.
'No we weren't talking about someone who wanted Jeff!' David lied and added a laugh to make it more believable.
'Yeah, we were talking about someone… e-else…' Jeff added, making David's lie less convincing. 'anyway, places to see, people to be…' Jeff stumbled over his words but then ran to his dorm room without looking back. He shut his door behind him and kept his back against and slid to the floor.
'Fucking hell…' he sighed…
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