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This is the first conversation from my book, its still my second draft, yes i have completed my first draft with a start, middle and conclusion lol…What are you thoughts, do you think its realistic, does it flow, and can you get a can of idea of what the people involved are like….
I walk back out into the living room scratching my head, this place is way too flashy for me.
A couple of guys walk through the door laughing and talking about some girls, but their laughter stops as they both see me. The one slightly taller than my 6ft frame holds his hand out for me, “See you’ve found your room ok.”
I look at the room and back towards the two of them shaking my head, “Sorry matey I think I’ve got the wrong room.”
The other one who’s even taller and more toned up than me starts laughing, “You’re Matt right, the guy here to play soccer?”
I guess when they retired the concord they gave one to this guy to use as his nose, soccer I hate that word, “Well I’ve got a football scholarship.”
He pulls his blue eyes back, “Football? I thought you were here to play soccer not football.”
Bloody Americans, I shake my head at him, “Football is soccer, what you guys call soccer we call football, what you guys call football we call American football.”
His big hands crawl over his blonde hair, “Well that’s stupid! Here we call football, football and soccer is soccer.”
I resist rolling my eyes at him but before I can say anything else the other one plants his green eyes on me as he walks over to his right to my left past the couches to the kitchenette, “Well now we have that sorted, you drink beer right?”
I laugh at him nodding my head, “I’m English, what do you think?”
He laughs back pulling three beers out of the fridge, he and the rug of hair on his face bring over a beer for me, “Well Matt welcome to Grifton, I’m Ryan and this is Shaun and this is your room.”
The clean shaved Shaun nods over to his left to the door before what is apparently mine, “That’s my room, you’re my new room mate.”
Lucky me, I get to room with pretty boy over here. He points the door before the kitchenette, “That’s the bathroom.” His finger moves past the door to a trophy cabinet, “And they are mine. I’m the captain of the basketball team.”
Explains why he’s soo bloody tall, and he must be pretty good looking at the amount of trophies and awards he has in there. I chuckle to myself as I see the arcade machine next to the trophy cabinet and a pinball machine sticking out the corner. I shouldn’t really be surprised really should I, arcade machine, pinball machine a foosball table, typical American jock pad. Well at least neither have mentioned my accent but theirs are different to each others. Ryan puts his arm around me, “Come on, you’re coming with us.”
“Where?”
He laughs as he leads my out into the hallway and point to the door opposite, “For the start of your life. That’s my room by the way.”
We don’t go into his room, we walk back down the busy hallway I walked up only a little while ago.

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I like it and I think your good at writing but I think 6ft should be written as six foot in a book, but other than I can’t think of much to critique. There were some words that I think didn’t fit (flashy for example) but I thin that’s more my own person taste than things that should be changed.