Catcher in the Rye meets Dead Poets Society assignment

Only, we didn’t have the meet. I left all of the foils and equipment and stuff on the --------- subway. It wasn’t all my fault. I had to keep getting up to look at this map, so we’d know where to get off. The team was so disappointed when they were walking by me when we got onto after figuring out that I left the dang equipment. They all walked to the backseats of the bus with their head hung low. It was an awful feeling knowing that you not only let yourself down but your teammates as well.

The only person that was furious was Marcus Detoniya. He had a leather jacket and greased back hair. He was always claiming that he had family in the Mob, and he was related to Al Capone. What a phony. As he walks by he just shakes his head. He stops and takes a breath and says, “Common Man.” He then slams himself into his seat making a thud. I could tell he was pissed as he showed it just as much as everyone else did.

I heard the Dunfee brothers, Jack and Trevor, fighting over what seat they sat in. Since they both look the same nobody could tell you where they sat either. One of them did sit with me. Jack was pulling Trevor out of the sweat while he was getting ripped from the seat Trevor yelled, “I’ll never let go Jack,” Despite his efforts Trevor came over and sat down next to me.

“What you got on you head?” asked Trevor. I replied very sarcastically, “A hat,” “Man you don’t have to be all pissed off when I asked.” As we talked about my rude attitude. “Hey check this out.” Tyler held up his phone and showed me the picture of the New York Subway system. I glared at him and he laughed. Not a mean haha I’m patronizing you for leaving the equipment laugh but more of a very friendly comforting laugh. I then start a smile considering that it was pretty funny. While we talked he asked more questions about my hat. I myself thought of it as an ordinary hat but Trevor always looked at it in a different way. Oh I forgot to mention what Trevor looked like. Trevor was a short version of Fabio. He even had the long golden flow that reached to the ground because of his height. Trevor also adde0d at the end of the ride, “Hey don’t hang your head. If it’s anyone’s fault it is the teams fault just as much as it is yours so don’t worry about them.”