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Landon, a red-headed nerd, is your casual gay boy. While growing up in his homophobic and strict family, he believes finding someone that will make him happy is not possible. Well, so he thought.
At his new school, he meets...
Alright. I'm Drake Oliver. Gang member apart of the Black Mafia, what the fuck does that matter of now? Jaciel's the head man in charge, fuck. Oh, Fuck. That Landon kid is ticking in my head, can't get over the fact that Jaciel beat his fucking ass and the bitch didn't fight back.
What.
A.
Punkass.
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Landon Silas
As I walk out my house, I saw a black car roll up. I was confused for a second, thinking that it was Trish dad's picking me up again, but no. It was Drake. I saw him when he rolled his window down, having that same stupid smirk as always.
"What's with the white hair?" He called out. "Looks shitty."
I didn't know what to say. This motherfucker is actually pulled up at my house to say that my hair looked shitty? What a low-life.
"The fuck are you waiting for? Get in." He said.
Me?
Get in his car?
I refuse.
"N-No thanks. I'm walking to school." I said, clutching hard onto my bookbag. "Thanks anyw-"
"Just get your punkass in the car." He snapped. Who knows why, but I just got in. His car was messy. I saw a gun on the floor which scared the living hell out of me. I looked over at the sexy ass male and saw him wearing ripped jeans and a black hoodie.
"W-Why are you giving me a ride..?" I quietly ask.
"I don't need to give you a reason." He said, turning up the music. I just sat quiet the rest of the drive, and so did he. I was confused though. The way he was driving was not the way to school. We we're driving somewhere else. A place I've never been before.
"W-Wait! Where are you taking me?" I cried. "This isn't the way to school, the fuck?!"
"Calm your ass down, this is another way to school." Drake said. "The fuck? You don't trust me, huh? Because I'm a gang member, hm?"
"N-No.. It's not that! W-Well, it is a little suspi-" I said, as we arrived to the school.
"Get the fuck out." He snapped. I just nodded and hurried out his car. He drove off, not giving me the chance to thank him.
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First period was shit. Trish was twerking on a girls lap which got her detention so now she couldn't help me with my late due project. For some odd reason in the middle of class, I looked at Drake. He was on his phone, typing as usual and looking sexy as well- ugh stop! Then, he got up and walked past my desk, he accidentally dropped his phone by my desk as well.
Me being me, I looked threw his phone. I'm nosy was fuck, so yeah. I did. I wanted to look threw his messages, so I did. I saw that he was recently messaging Jaciel, so I needed to look. I was so caught up in the messages, I didn't even know the bell rang.
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