"You're the strangest man I've ever met. You continually belittle yourself and yet it's obvious you're witty and intelligent. You don't even pretend y...u don't want to take me to bed and yet are being honest when you say it doesn't matter if I say no. All in all, you are very puzzling." Oh? I'm telling the truth, am I?" he cocked his head and grinned at her. "Does that mean your Talent tends towards that of a truth-teller? In that case I'm going to be very careful what I say around you." It's. And he thinks I did this to myself. The fact that I'm standing here, just... not even concerned really, doesn't help.But I laugh, somewhat uneasily, "Spence, it's okay! I just tripped. Really." I gesture at the floor.He relaxes a little, taking in the mess on the floor. And on my shirt. "Well... here, let's get you over to the sink." Spence, you don't need to- ah! Fuck! That stings!" My eyes smart as the cold water hits my arm and hand. My top is taken off so he can clean the cuts on my chest. I'm David...' Tobie continued '...David and I something to talk about so we want be bothering you we'll go into my room...' Paul smiled and said '...sure you do that, I'll be here watching the stupid tube...' I followed Tobie down the hall to his room once in side Toby said '...don't mind Paul, he's sorta upset today, but he'll be alright latter...' Toby started to undress and I followed suit, as I pulled my shirts over my head I was stunned to see Tobie standing three feet from me and his. When we got there, and settled down, Coach Nelson told us that he had been offered the position of offensive coordinator at Notre Dame. Most of us knew he'd be a fool to turn it down, but that didn't mean we liked it. We were all in shock, as we numbly headed to third period.I had it better than most of the guys. I had three girls doing their best to cheer me up, and they were damn good at it. They eventually convinced me to take a 'wait and see' approach, to see what the next coach was like..