Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-5385060-20170925025051/@comment-5385060-20180316061749

"I don't give a shit what they think," said Leroy, bluntly. "They got their segment, I got mine. I'll argue any of them down, over this. They do what they want with their shit. It ain't them wearing the letterman jacket."

"Gregory, do you want to go talk to the nerds while we're at it?" Josh asked. "See if you can come up with a concept with them. I still got a friend in that clique, Carol. She is in my home ec class. Like Beatrice, she is popular in the nerds. She can get us a meeting with the rest."

"I'm gonna head back. The nerds won't react so good with me around," said Leroy. It was a sad fact, but partially true. He wanted to learn just as much as they did, but his intimidating appearance, reputation, and tendency to punch people out when the rage got to much for him (fairly often a nerd was at the receiving end), meant that Leroy and Nerds didn't mix.