Jamerson carefully grabs his card from his book-bag placing it on the counter of the receptioness. She looks up at him with hopeful and lustful eyes. He rolled his eyes. "I'm Bisexual and your not my kind." Jamerson said as the girl looked down tearfully. "Here are your tickets." The girl said as she put his tickets at the front of him. "Good bye,"Jamerson said taking his tickets and going to one of the dorms.
I'm not perfect. I know this. Don't remind me every day.