Norray [Highschool AU] DISCONTINUED

Rotten Raisin Olive Shit!

I walked back into the house with Norman trailing behind me. Laughs erupted from the living room after Emma said something which I couldn’t exactly make out. Norman shut the door behind him and walked into the living room with me.

Norman and I both set the bags down on the coffee table. “What kind of pocky did yall get?” Emma asked, reaching into the bag. “The best kinds obviously.” I replied and took a seat on the couch. After looking through the bag Emma looks at me and deadpanned. “What?” I asked innocently.

“What’s my favorite flavor pocky?” Emma asks quietly (for once). “Chocolate!” I answer with full confidence. “Mhm, and what flavor did you not get?” she questions. I hold back a chuckle as I respond, “Chocolate.” Emma’s face was slightly red as she made direct eye contact with me.

“WhY diDn’T yOu geT cHocoLaTe?!” Emma yelled, pointing a finger at me. “Must’ve slipped my mind.” I shug. Growing up Emma and I both ate pocky A LOT and we each had our favorite flavor. Mine was cookies and cream while hers was chocolate.

Emma can act kinda like a child sometimes and when you buy pocky and don’t get chocolate then she goes awol. In my defense it was her idea to go into my house and not leave then have us all skip school and hang out.

“We’ve known each other for almost our entire lives. I could answer any question about you. There is absolutely no way you just forgot. You’re just being a rotten raisin olive shit!” she yelled, speaking very fast.

I barely understood what she was even saying. The others all burst out laughing from her odd insult.  I only chuckled.

“Any question about me?” I asked, highly skeptical. Emma nodded in response. “What is my favorite color?” I asked, I know it’s a simple question but may as well start off easy. “Black.” Emma responded with no hesitation.

“Favorite movie?” I questioned. “Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets. You used to have a Draco Malfoy addition but now you prefer Mattheo and Tom Riddle.” Emma said. ‘Okay maybe that last part wasn’t necessary to be mentioned.’ I thought as Don and Nat laughed.

“Favorite book and favorite book series?” I challenged. This question should be a bit harder. Emma thought for a moment then responded, “Maximum Ride is your favorite book series and your favorite book is The Queer Principals of Kit Webb by Cat Sebastian.”

I’m not gonna lie, I did not expect Emma to get that one. An idea came to my mind, the best question ever. So genius that there’s no possible way that she will know it.

“What was my favorite music duo in 8th grade, what was the first song by them I knew, and what song was my favorite?” Technically that was 3 questions but that’s besides the point.

“How much you wanna bet it’s gonna be My Chemical Romance?” Don whispered to Norman. “Nah, he’s more cultured than that. Plus that's not a duo. I’m thinking he likes...Slipknot, Pierce the Veil, Mindless Self Indulgence, maybe even McCafferty.” Norman pondered.

“Why do you know so many weird groups???” Don asked, confused.

“One, because those groups are all amazing. And two, because I’m a band, theater, and chorus kid. My music taste is VERY broad. 50’s music, rock, rap, horrorcore, soul, pop, I like all of it. The only thing I don’t like is country music. I know country songs, and I’ll sing them but they suck." Norman explained.

"Oh shit uh. The duo is Insane clown posse. The first song you heard by them is...My Axe. And your favorite is In My Room. The fandom name is Juggalo. You also like Hocus Pocus, Chop Chop Slide, and Mad Professor." Emma answered.

"I give up. Your memory is impeccable." I sighed. "I know." She said cheerfully. "Now go back down there and get me my chocolate Pocky." Emma demanded as she made her voice deeper.

Before I could say anything Gilda spoke, "I can go down and get it for you." Gilda had a sweet smile on her face as she pushed her glasses back up on her nose.

Emma must be simping right now. There's no one she is capable of saying no. "That would be great, I'll go with you." Emma responded sweetly.

Wow shocker, I was right. How did I know? The two girls left the house smiling.

"That is the most cliche future couple ever." Norman mumbled. I chuckled and sat on the couch with Norman next to me.

"Since you just got back it's your turn. Ray, truth or dare?" Nat asked. "Truth." I said, not skipping a beat. "Pussy." Don muttered.

I looked over at him and cleared my throat, time to educate someone.

(Part of the following is from a Tik Tok)

"If you want to insult me don't call me a pussy, call me a ball sack. If you flick a man in the balls he is going down in seconds. Plus they are very specific about temperature. If it's too cold they shrivel up inside themselves and if it's too hot they hang so low they could tickle the devil's forehead." I stated.

Don looked surprised to say the least. "Well uh, yeah, but there's another definition." He muttered. "Oh yes of course, you're referring to the word Pusillanimous. Pusillanimous is a synonym for coward."

"Can Emma come back please? She doesn't make me feel stupid." Don whined. "Well maybe if you didn't say anything stupid you wouldn't feel stupid. It all depends on you." I shot back as I grabbed a box of cookies and cream Pocky.

"This fucker is gonna be the death of me." Don said under his breath but I just ignored it and cracked open a can of monster.

"I gotta go to the bathroom." Don said as he got up and left. "Uh- so do I." Nat mumbled and quickly left the room. Norman chuckled beside me.

Just as I put a Pocky stick in my mouth Norman grabbed my chin and made me face him. He started biting the other end. What the fuck is this Lady and the Tramp shit?

I ate as much of the Pocky as I could without kissing him then pulled away. "How rude." Norman mumbled. "Hey I was trying to enjoy my Pocky and you got all fruity on me." I defended.

"Oh of course your majesty, that was my bad. Next time I will allow you to keep enjoying your junk food and not bother you with my homosexuality." Norman started with a funny (and fake) accent.

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