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 âAre you asking me to dance with you?â Raven raised an eyebrow at Gabriel and crossed her arms. Raven wasnât one to dance, publicly at least. Privately was a different story. She also couldnât tell if Gab was just suggesting dancing or if he was asking her, which was weird, she was usually good at reading people. The vodka had apparently already kicked in.Â
His brow rose underneath the dim lit gym if she could see it. It was understandable that most kids their age wouldnât like dancing in front of everyone, but she was sending him signals that told him she was too cool for dancing. What a load of barnacles. âCome on, lets get jiggy with it. Iâm all hyper from all my candy,â he said. Feeling the music and the vibe that she wasnât going to join in, he jogged away from her and disappeared into the massive crowd, eating m&ms..
I havenât thought of giving up on it yet. Itâs no brain surgery, thatâs for sure.
You should take your studying more seriously.
âI only came for the punchâ Raven said, leaning against the wall behind the table, waving a vodka shot bottle, the hint of a smirk on her face. She looked over Gab, he looked nice, but she didnât really expect anything less from him. He seemed like the type of guy to get all fancied up for this sort of thing, probably actually enjoyed it too. âIâm not staying longâ She added. âJust long enoughâÂ
âAt least you came,â Gabriel said, widening his arm. He folded them together, wrinkling his suit and popped an M&M inside his mouth. âWould you like to go into the dancefloor and dance?â he asked, leaning earnestly forward for a second before taking a sip of the punch with a disgusted grimace.
Raven looked a little ridiculous as she slipped into the dance, at least she felt ridiculous. To anyone else, she looked fine in her little black dress, leather jacket, black tights and black pumps. To anyone else she looked pretty rocking, as she slipped in and made her way towards the snack table. She only had one goal and that was to get as much punch as she could, hopefully it was spiked, to get drunk. Not to get drunk here at the dance, Raven had more self control then that, she intending on grabbing a friend, probably Dani, on her way out to get drunk with them.Â
To think the Network academy would have a dance. Of course it was capable of doing the sort of activity like any other school, but it was the first time Gabriel attended without any sort of worries. No mother to blow his sorrows about. He left those calls from home in his cell phone back in his dorm. Nobody was going to bother him tonight. The boy dressed up for this occasion in his well-kept brown suit which matched his pants went directly to the table for snacks. He threw a chip into his mouth and turned seeing none other than Raven, rocking a goth look and standing nearby. âHey, friend,â he said to her, while he walked near her to see if she heard him over the music. âDidnât thought Iâd see you here,â he told her, grinning down at the girl, amused and of course chewing one something edible from the table.
Anyone ever tell ya that the mad scientist bullshit gets fuckinâ old real quick? Â Yeah? Â Well, whatâs it say? Â Since I know yâthink so highly of me.
So far Iâve listed that you areÂ
ImpoliteÂ
BrashÂ
ImpulsiveÂ
Smart.
Itâs a basic list of my analysis. Now for my next step.. Iâll need a bit of DNA.
âWhy do you gotta be such a downer?â
âItâs just a warning, but I shouldnât be a hypocrite. I donât like drinking brownies with chocolate milk. It needs to diverse.â
Youâll get it if ya ever meet âim. Heâs justâŚ
âŚFuckinâ Bradley.
Iâll keep it in check umm, did you ever mention your name?
âOkay.â
âBut, like, itâs edible.â
âWell, I wonât have it.â
Oh, yeah, âcus you really know my fuckinâ limits.  Try me.
If you really have to know, then Iâd have to kill you. [Guffaws] Iâm just pulling your marbles. Itâs just a few things Iâve written about you.
Triple the fun, actually. No one pays much attention to Bradley, though.
So thereâs another one and his nameâs Bradley, huh? Now why would say that about him?
Swipe right is cute left swipe means their not attractive
If youâre telling the truth then Iâd swipe to the left. Iâve seen enough of his annoying face on a daily basis.
If you saw Marshall Lee on Tinder, which way would you swipe?
Unfortunately, I donât have a Tinder or know the function of this âTinderâ you speak of.Â
Care to explain what it is?
âFell at the same time. Get it right.â
âTwins?â
âSee, not so fucking hardâ
âIâll catch you on the flip side,â he said, tilting his head and tapping his phone, pressing the stop on a record button while he disappears around a corner.
âIâm giving you one las chance to delete the photosâ
He lifted his hand with his thumb pushing the trash icon. âThere you go, Wally,â he said. âNow chillaxâ