(44.) Ben Is A Gay Fuckboy

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(((I'm in love oops just thought I'd say that vibes)))



Frank got a tux from his mom, which was actually an old one of hers that she used to wear.

Apparently Ms. Iero used to be really into cosplay.

It was black, like mine, and had a little flower tucked into it. Frank tried to get her to take back the flower, but I made him put it back in the tux.

We walked together to school, as usual. It seemed as though I practically lived at his house now.

That morning, I found out that Jeremy lived right across from Frank. I saw him skipping out of the house to where Ben was waiting for him.

I guess that Ben was not taking the bus, and instead was going to actually walk with his friend for once.

They probably didn't notice us, because Ben gave him a giant hug and kissed his cheek.

Me and Frank giggled, but kept walking. We didn't want to ruin their little "moment" together.

I so knew Ben was a gay fuckboy.

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At school, the tickets for prom were on sale for twenty-five dollars each.

Frank took the opportunity of them being cheaper than normal, and went up to buy them for us.

I noticed Jeremy in the line to buy them. He looked so much happier than he normally was, and was practically skipping whenever the line moved.

Maybe he and Ben were finally a couple or something.

I told this to Frank and he grinned widely.

"It's about time they started dating," Ben was hanging back and watching Jeremy buy the tickets. There was an expression on his face that I usually saw on Frank when we were together in his room.

"I've been wanting them to be together for months now," Frank smiled, taking hold of my hand and kissing my cheek and we walked together to class.

We reached my first period class and I kissed him goodbye on his lips and he smiled at me and walked away.

In the classroom, I sat next to Jeremy normally, but he wasn't there.

Weird.

It doesn't take that long to get prom tickets. Why was he taking so long?

In a matter if a few seconds after I wondered about him, he appeared in the classroom, looking flustered with his shirt kind of wrinkled.

It didn't take me long to figure out where he'd been.

Jeremy sat down next to me, a wide grin on his face. "So," I said casually, taking out my binder. "You guys at it already?"

He turned pink and looked down at his desk. "Uh," Jeremy bit his finger. "Yeah, kind of."

"Nice," I winked at him and he turned completely red.

I'm

what if I wrote a separate fic with Jeremy and Ben?

Nah I don't have time for that lmao

There are literally two music teachers at my music school named Patrick and Pete, I'm not kidding.

lmao

ily af

~I Have a big butt, whatevs~

Ari Thomas<3

Also Claire's nail polish sucks dick, I painted half my nails pink and the polish frickin looks terrible.

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