My Tooth! My tooth!

"No matter what you do baby, you should always try to look good, where's your sense of style? How can I date someone without a sense of style?""WHAT WAS THAT?" Jasmines hands went from her hips and balled up like fists beside her.<END PISSED SNIP>
"Hey, think about it. If we just added some glittery stuff down the legs, widened lapel's, got rid of the turn-ups, we could make you  HOT!"
"You saying Im not hot?"
"Well, you've got potential baby."
"That's something." said Jas, appearing to cool down, "for that you only get THIS!"
<WHACK>
<THUD>
"My tooth! My tooth! I think I broke my tooth!" said Dean, getting up and sprinting down the corridor..
"Git." said Jasmine, turning round and heading towards the gym.
<5 MINUTES LATER>
"My tooth!" said Dean, clutching a hankercheif to his mouth, (thaknkfully it wasn't blood stained) Unfortunately he then thumped into Keto.
"Ow."
"Sorry man."
"No, it's ok, said Keto, "I don't really care."
<END POST>
 
Dean "Me and My Shadow" Thomas