Sk8er boy// dnf

Chapter 24

"... George," Clay announced and put his bag onto his lap. He pulled out a few pieces of clothing and a couple of other stuff as well, than handed it to George.

{time skip cuz this is boring}

Once they had all given each other their stuff they all went into separate rooms and changed into their clothes. Clay had gotten George a high waisted, navy blue skirt and when George was putting it on he realised how short it was, it barely reached below his ass.

Also the shirt Clay got him. It was a black crop top that barely reached the bottom of his rib cage. What the hell was this idiot thinking? George thought to himself as he put on the knee high socks Clay had included.

He tied his shoes and took one last look at himself in the mirror before running a hand through his hair, fluffing it a little bit, and then remembered a pair of sunglasses that Clay had thrown to him as he left to go change. He got them of the sink and put them on his hair, then called it a day.

Meanwhile, Clay was in the heat bedroom changing into a pair of black, ripped jeans and a white and green striped button up with a black turtleneck underneath, only buttoning up around three of them. He buckled his belt up and put a chain around his neck and a few rings onto his fingers, ruffled his hair an bit and got on socks and shoes.

He poked his head out the door and walked downstairs to the living room, spotting no one there. He shrugged and sat down on one of the couches and got his phone from his pocket. After about five minutes of endlessly scrolling through social media Nick finally came out of one of the rooms.

He was clad in a black oversized turtleneck with a big white shirt over, black jeans with a chain hanging from two of the belt hoops. He was in a black pair of high top vans shoes with a flame on them and had a white bandana wrapped around his head.

Clay whistled as Nick pretended to flex his muscles, then both of them erupted into laughter. "Where are Karl and George?" Nick asked and sat down next to Clay. "No idea," Clay said as he shook his head, "They've been there for over 20 minutes." Nick nodded. "I bet it doesn't take this long to get ready." Nick said and shook his head in fake disappointment. "Right," Clay said and looked over at Nick who, to his surprise, was looking at him back. They locked eyes and just a second later erupted into another laughing fit.

"Oh, my god, you guys are so loud!" Karl said as he and George entered the living room. Karl was wearing a purple crop top, blue, baggy and cuffed jeans and a pair of yellow and white checkered vans. Next to him stood George clad in his skirt and what can barely count as a shirt, knee high white socks with two blue stripes at the top and air forces.

"Stop staring, would you?" George said and poked Clay on the forehead as he sat down next to him. "I-, uh, I wasn't staring!" Clay exclaimed and poked George on his exposed stomach. "Stop." George warned as he swatted Clay's arms away from him.

"What if I don't?" Clay asked, the smirk could be heard in his voice. "Guys, we're still here." Nick reminded. "Right," Clay said and coughed awkwardly as he could hear George giggle quietly beside him. "Shut up, George," Clay said and playfully slapped the shorter one in the shoulder.

"Want anything to eat?" Karl asked and pulled out his phone, "We can order something?" George shrugged. "Sure," George said and Clay and Nick nodded in agreement. "Pizza?" Karl asked and everyone agreed.

Five minutes later there was a knock on the door, signalling that their food had arrived. "I'll get it!" Karl said and ran to the front door, took the pizzas, payed and went back to the living room.

"Buckle up, bitches! You're about to eat the best pizza in your life, ever!" Karl said and put the pizza boxes down on the coffee table. Nick chuckled and grabbed a slice from the box, then wrapped his arms around Karl.

"Want one?" George asked from Clay's lap, pointing at the pizza slice and looked up at Clay. "Can I have a bite of yours?" Clay asked. George nodded and brought the pizza to Clay's mouth who took a bite. George giggled and smiled at Clay, Clay smiling back and kissing George on the cheek.

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I woke up at 8 am this morning, no alarm, gosh. Like half an hour ago I felt a earthquake lol. Also today I competed and then bought monsters with my biological mom. I'm watching Wilburs stream rn, lol I have no idea what I'm saying. Er... check out my new story lol on my profile. Also yesterday I got enough of people and almost cried at school.  Also getting my motivation back for this story I guess idk.

Thank you so much for 10k reads, shit that's a lot man!!!