･𝙶 𝚁 𝙾 𝚆 𝙽 𝚄 𝙿･ - 🅰︎ 🅿︎🆄🅼🅿︎ & 🆂🅺🅸🅳 🅵🅸🅲

Chapter 1

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Skid walked downstairs, seeing his Mom cleaning the kitchen floor. "Hey Ma, do you need help?" Skid asked, crouching down. "It's fine Skid! Isn't Pump outside waiting for you?" She answered, turning to look at him. "Oh yeah, he is! I'll be out for a bit. Love ya mom!" Skid said, walking outside.

"Hey bro!" Pump said, smiling. "Hey Pump, how are you?" Skid asked. "Want me to be honest? I feel like shit." Pump sighed. "Yeah, same. But I'm goin' to college soon so, that should be a decent change of scenery." Skid said. "Oh really? Me too! I'm goin' to college soon too!" Pump replied. "That's awesome! Which one?" Skid asked. "Pelo University!" Pump answered. "That's the one I'm going to as well!" Skid yelled, happily.

They hugged each other, extremely excited. "I hope we get in the same dorm! That'd be awesome as hell!" Pump smiled. "Yeah! That'd be great! I don't wanna be with some random dude." Skid said. Pump started to say something, and then-

"Oh great, it's these dumbasses." They heard someone say...A familiar voice, actually. It..was Roy. "What the hell do you want Roy?" Skid asked. "What's wrong? Are you gonna cry or some shit? I mean, it's what you always do." Roy smirked. "Leave him alone, Roy." Pump said. "Listen, just cause your parents don't give a fuck about you doesn't mean you have to get pissed at me." Roy laughed. Pump seemed to freeze. His parents was...a touchy subject. He started shivering, looking like he was about to cry.

"WHAT THE HELL ROY?! THAT'S NOT FUCKING FUNNY!" Skid yelled at him. "Jeez, calm down snowflake." Roy said, rolling his eyes. "Will you just leave?!" Skid yelled. "Whatever, I have better things to do than talk to some whiny idiots who refuse to grow up." Roy said, walking away.

"Pump...Are you okay..?" Skid asked, putting his hand on Pump's shoulder. "I just- I can't with him. I can't with THEM! EVERYONE!" Pump replied, crying. Skid knew how much Pump hated his parents, and how much they hated him. It was the reason Pump always came over Skids house. "I just- I should be packing my stuff for college anyways. I'll talk to ya later Skid." Pump said, walking off. Skid sighed, Roy was such a dickhead.

Skid walked back in his house, his Mom watching TV. "I'll be packing some more stuff Mom." Skid said, walking upstairs. "That's great honey!" His mom said, smiling. He packed some more things, such as clothes, a scrapbook from when he was 10, and his old diary. "I should probably get some rest..." Skid said, laying on his bed.

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❥Thanks for reading this chapter! Just,, wanted angst. Angst is...y e s. Even though it hurts me.