ill think of a title later.
well, um......there once was a boy, and ordinary, down to earth, shy boy, who would never,ever, get into trouble. He was perfect, really, he had marvelous grades, he could play the sax, and sang in a lusious baritone voice. He played soccer, and was tall and lean, with strait white teeth, vivid green eyes and thick and shiny black hair. But, yes theres always a but, his shyness made him invisible, and many of those who looked past his shyness ended up with only jealousy, he had few friends. The friends he did have were all guys, the goalie from his soccer team, a bass that sat next to him in chior, and a drummer who joked with him on days when they didnt play in band. the four of them were close, as close as brothers, and would all hang out at lunch, or after school, or just in class, and the best part of all was, they were all different.
Goalie was meaty and, well, not in the best shape, but he was kind and gentle, and could make a person just laugh and forget their troubles in an instant. Bass was probably the most popular of the four, his blond hair and blue eye would attract most girls to his side, so he was a bit arrogant, though he understood people, and thats where his attractiveness came from. Drummer was a pothead, i wont begrudge that fact, but he never did more than maryjane. He was dark, but his eyes spoke to the child in everyones heart, eyes that just made people want to jump up and down and love being alive, he was the strongest of the group, he knew the horrors of life, and tried his best to make sure everyone knew when to speak up for themselves, to perservere, to move on. These four were like brothers because they could understand life, and the beauty in all things was theirs to find.
Goalie was meaty and, well, not in the best shape, but he was kind and gentle, and could make a person just laugh and forget their troubles in an instant. Bass was probably the most popular of the four, his blond hair and blue eye would attract most girls to his side, so he was a bit arrogant, though he understood people, and thats where his attractiveness came from. Drummer was a pothead, i wont begrudge that fact, but he never did more than maryjane. He was dark, but his eyes spoke to the child in everyones heart, eyes that just made people want to jump up and down and love being alive, he was the strongest of the group, he knew the horrors of life, and tried his best to make sure everyone knew when to speak up for themselves, to perservere, to move on. These four were like brothers because they could understand life, and the beauty in all things was theirs to find.