Stupid cheap love potion... hate world...

Who: Keats
Where: Bunk room and beyond!
When: After losing the race.
Keats gritted his teeth and punched the pillow.
'DAMN! i cant believe i lost to him... him of all people....'
He flung his fists into the wall again, ansd again until blood stains
were left on it. The door opened, he put his head on the pillow, and
mimicked sleep posture, nature and sounds. Jack walked by and jumped
onto the top bunk with ease. Keats could of sworn the whole room
shook. He waited, the music on his portable blaring at full. He was
sure Jack was asleep.
'Stupid ship... needs more speed, cant lose again, not to him, not to
anybody...'
With this, he crept up, and out of the door, towards the hangers.
<fin>
OOC- il finish this inna mo, end of lesson tho, so hey, plus, who
wants to join me for a lil side plot? any body?!