...ous and dumbfounded by the minute.Guess playing dumb
can never work for a girl like her.Hey Kevin, Ben
interrupted his thoughts. Whats eating you? Looks to me you got
a problem.No kidding, Kevin
said sarcastically, not bothering to answer the questioning look Ben
was giving him. Wait a minute, this dance aint no ordinary
dance. Doesnt Gwen go to those preppy schools that have cafeterias
serving fancy restaurant kind of food? Or swimming pools the size of
the Olympics? And this this dance. Fancy dinner? Does that mean
I have to learn how to eat with more than one fork? Or was that a
spoon? And do I have to learn the foxtrot? Salsa? Aw, manKevin? Ben asked
again when Kevin continued to ignore him.Look, I I dont
know the proper way of eating a fancy dinner, Kevin grabbed hold
of Bens shoulders, completely ignoring Bens query. Why me?!
Why cant she ask one of those preppy guys from her school?
Guess I gotta go and watch a few videos, he said, panic
gripping him cold. He then walked out of the garage, slightly slumped
over, leaving a confused Ben to decipher whatever is actually going
on.Sorry Ben. But I got
to take care of this. Its important to me. As much as he
hated to admit that he was acting selfish, he couldnt help himself
at the moment. All he could think of was Gwen, Gwen, stupid dance,
Gwen, stupid fancy dinner, Gwen~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~Ow! Aw, dammit!
He fell, tripping over a heap of clothes strewn across the floor.
Dammit! Why dont I have a single suit in my ...