Phoney Free Me

Manhattan, New York, United States
Hello. I am a tall, lanky highly critical 16 year old. I attend, or should I say "attended" Pencey Prep boarding school (they kicked me out you see), and if you have not already guessed, I HATE PHONEYS, EVERY LAST ONE OF THEM!

Thursday, 11 October 2007

19. Old Carl Luce! I Didn't Even Like Him That Much!

I used to go the Wicker Bar quite a lot, but I don’t anymore. I cut it out. Gradually. I got there pretty early so I just sat down at the bar. It was pretty crowded. It was mostly full with phoneys, so I just sat and watched them for a while. Boy were they phoneys!


Old Luce was supposed to be my student advisor at Whooton, but all he did was give these sex talks and all. I asked him these questions about this girl he said he was seeing, but he got really sore about it. The thing is, he used to make you describe really personal stuff, but if you ask him he gets really sore about it. Thats the problem with those guys, they get really sore about when you ask them personal questions!

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