tw: talks of suicide and mentions of russian roulette
Today was the day.
The day where they would all skive.
It was going to be amazing.
They all went out in their school uniform and then got changed at Willow's as her parents were the only ones that weren't there. It wouldn't be a terrible idea and no one would get caught.
The first thing they all did was play Russian Roulette. It was obviously on spinner rather than an actual gun (because guns are illegal in the UK).
The results were:
George: No
Alex: No
Fray: No
James: No
Lewis: No
Willow: Yes
Stew: No
"Yes! I fucking died!", Willow shouted loudly.
"Get a therapist, Willow", Stew yelled back.
After all this, they decided to play Spin the Bottle. They decided for it to all be platonic as Fray is aroace and none of them wanted it to be anything other than friendship in their group.
First of all, James spun the bottle. It landed on Alex.
"Alright. You two snog then.", Lewis shouted.
The kiss was short but sweet.
"Alright. Alright. That's what I'm talking about.", Stew shouted, zir voice breaking.
Stew was also the next person to spin the bottle. It landed on Willow.
Everyone looked at them with concern. Most people knew what happened with those two.
They looked at each other with fear for a long time but then pulled in together for a kiss. The kiss was long and pleasing for both of them.
By the time they were done, it seemed like time had stopped.
Stew looked up, his face looking anxious. It knew what happened when it was 6 years old.
"Stew. I'm sorry mate.", Willow whispered in zirs ear.
"It's fine mate.", Stew whispered back.
The rest of the day was really awkward.
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Fanfiction*I wrote this when I was 15* a cometary crew secondary school au part texting part in real life i probably won't do any ships but if i do it will be memeulous x imallexx everyone is lgbtq in some way( DISCLAIMER:I KNOW THE MAJORTY OF THEM ARE CISHE...
