Mayah Playah
Leslie Kelly
"Wow, you're a real modest guy, aren't you?" Leslie drawled. He stood at Keller's feet, hands on his hips, and leaned over to try and glimpse at what he was drawing. "You want to tell me that one of the school's most talented football players and artists - who happens to be human, by the way - isn't someone important? Do you have any idea how many girls linger around your locker?"
"Wow, you're a real modest guy, aren't you?" Leslie drawled. He stood at Keller's feet, hands on his hips, and leaned over to try and glimpse at what he was drawing. "You want to tell me that one of the school's most talented football players and artists - who happens to be human, by the way - isn't someone important? Do you have any idea how many girls linger around your locker?"