that was so -breathysigh- PEFECT and so ADORABLE and just AWSOME and UNIVERSE RULING and Im going to read this every weekend for awhile huh o.O yeah but I'm still going to love it. I like this the bestest;
There are ten boats racing in the Regatta this year, but Pete’s and William’s are the only ones that really matter. William’s, because he always wins, and Pete’s, because it looks like a retarded clown built it, and if nothing else it’ll be fun to watch it sink. There’s a large crowd at the dock to see them off. Brendon’s grandmother is selling homemade pennants.
The first leg of the race is pure sail, and William salutes them amiably across the marina as the starter gun goes off.
“Hoist the mainsail,” Pete shouts, and Spencer is pretty sure Pete has no idea what’s he’s talking about, but he helps Jon and Patrick with the rigging and they manage to catch some wind. This is slightly surprising, since the sails are made up of multicolored patches of sheets and t-shirts and what looks like Brendon’s favorite pair of jeans.
“Hey. Hey, that’s my favorite pair of jeans,” Brendon says, and Ryan, perched near the bow with a book in his lap, just grins. Sharp.
and just thanks times infinity for writing this and i'll love you until the earth implodes. ^^
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Date: 2007-08-29 02:40 pm (UTC)that was so -breathysigh- PEFECT and so ADORABLE and just AWSOME and UNIVERSE RULING and Im going to read this every weekend for awhile huh o.O yeah but I'm still going to love it. I like this the bestest;
There are ten boats racing in the Regatta this year, but Pete’s and William’s are the only ones that really matter. William’s, because he always wins, and Pete’s, because it looks like a retarded clown built it, and if nothing else it’ll be fun to watch it sink. There’s a large crowd at the dock to see them off. Brendon’s grandmother is selling homemade pennants.
The first leg of the race is pure sail, and William salutes them amiably across the marina as the starter gun goes off.
“Hoist the mainsail,” Pete shouts, and Spencer is pretty sure Pete has no idea what’s he’s talking about, but he helps Jon and Patrick with the rigging and they manage to catch some wind. This is slightly surprising, since the sails are made up of multicolored patches of sheets and t-shirts and what looks like Brendon’s favorite pair of jeans.
“Hey. Hey, that’s my favorite pair of jeans,” Brendon says, and Ryan, perched near the bow with a book in his lap, just grins. Sharp.
and just thanks times infinity for writing this and i'll love you until the earth implodes. ^^