"So Gretch..." began Vince when his mouth went dry.
"Yeah Vince?" asked Gretchen.
"I was wondering if I could walk you home after school, so we could talk?" asked Vince.
"Um sure. I'll see you then. Maybe you'd better go before someone comes in and wonders what you're doing in here." said Gretchen.
"Yeah I guess I'd better." smiled Vince as he turned towards the door.
Gretchen followed him towards the door but before he left she kissed him lightly on the cheek before he walk out.
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Spinelli walked toward the gym and saw Lawson stood with the basketball team.
She rolled her eyes, since Third Street she'd never really liked Lawson, he was too much of a show off for her liking.
She walked around the back of the gym and saw TJ stood in a corner a lit joint in between his lips.
She couldn't believe her eyes, TJ, Her TJ was smoking weed?
She felt like pummelling him into the ground, she hated people who smoked any kind of drug...it just disgusted her.
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TJ snapped out his thoughts and saw Spinelli stood not far from him, looking at him with a disgusted expression.
He knew Spinelli's opinion on smokers, he and the gang had all made a pact that they would never take any type of drug but he hadn't remembered that pact till just now.
Though it pained him to do so, TJ took the joint from between his lips, threw it to the ground and stubbed it into the earth with the toe of his running shoes.
He walked towards Spinelli who looked like she was going to cry.
"Spin..." he began when Spinelli bit her lip and began to back away from him.
"Spin. I'm sorry," he whispered but Spinelli shook her head.
"Sorry isn't good enough TJ." said Spinelli before the bell rang and she walked away.
TJ wanted to stop her and explain, but he couldn't think of a decent explanation to excuse what had made him be come a drugee.
TJ grabbed his bag and walked in the direction of his next class.