LEO'S POV:
i woke up at 7:00 am to get ready for school I don't do much all I need to do is get dressed in the same clothes I've been wearing since year 7. I don't brush my teeth thats gay. Plus I like the taste of plack on my teeth.
I haven't had a shower in a month. Why should I have one? I don't want my nits to leave me.
As I'm walking into school I spot Dylan taking to mr Donald.
Why the faggot is he talking to that emo fag?
It's not like I'm jealous or anything I ain't gay.
I get to class only to see Dylan waiting for me by my chair.
"What do u want?" I ask harshly.
"I was waiting for you" he smirks grabbing my butt. I let out a stiffled
Moan and he chuckles.
" calm down papi your getting a lot more after class" he walks away making sure to stick his bony flat butt out as he does.
*after class*
I wait outside the door for Dylan he's been in there for a while now.
"OH MR DONALD" I hear Dylan scream. I run into the class Room to find Dylan bending over the table naked while mr. Donald is wearing gloves and pulling out a huge white worm from his bum whole.
"WHAT THE FAGGOT IS HAPPENING" I scream.
Dylan looks up at me in horror.
"I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-its not what it looks like leo I p-p-p-p-p-p-promise" he rushes.
I honestly don't know what to believe. I thought I was the one who was going to help him get rid of his worms. To be honest I don't even mind that he has worms it's kind of a turn on.
"But Dylan I don't want you to get rid of the worms" I said sadly.
"Y-y-y-y-y-y-y—y-you dont" he said looking up at me with his poo ugly brown orbs.
"No Dylan!" I say in a duh tone.
I have an idea!
I walk up to him and mr.Donald grab the worm from my teachers hand and eat it.
I moan at its taste. It's so delicious. It's almost like I can taste the bacteria from him not wiping his bony dirty bum. I mean why would anyone wipe there bum? That's some emo fag shit.
Mr. Donald looks down at me with wide eyes. I bet he's turned on too.
I gesture my hand over to him with the half eaten worm in it implying that he should take a bite.
"One moment." He says.
He runs back in five minutes later with some moldy bread and blue cheese.
Mmmmm. This is gunna be good.
He takes the worm from my crusty hands and puts it on the moldy bread. Then he grates the cheese on the worm. The worm is still alive.
It poops on the bread and the poop comes out like a red colour. Mmmm saucey.
He hands the sandwich to me and I carry on eating it. It's so good. I could eat this all day.
"Both of you come back tomorrow" mr.Donald says once I'm finished.
