Chapter 3

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You wake up. You're in class. Mr. Salvatore is giving a lesson on how to skin a Canadian.

god, this class is so fucking boring 

You think to yourself. You see him, sitting next to Sharkboy. 

He looks at you, and realizes you're staring.

You whip your head to back to the front, pushing you golden, smooth, angelic, blonde, messy, cumsucking, wheat growing, slippery, sunshine-like, faggot inducing hair. 

Is he still staring at me?

You think to yourself. You hope he is. You also wonder how many inches his Joystick is. You really like cars.

The bell rings, and you immideatly shit your pants. You run to the bathroom and change. You've had this problem for a while. You just keep shitting youself. 

When you walk out of the bathroom, there is a old woman walking. She smiles at you. Shark boy walkes over and beats the living shit out of the old ass lady. She dies.

"That wasn't very cool." you say to him. "What if she was Jewish?"

He glares at you. "Shit your pants again y/n?"

"yeah so?"

"You're so lame. I bet you don't even wanna come to my party tonight. We're celebrating my mom's passing."

"Oh I'm so sorry."

"It's okay. She was a good mom."

"No I meant I'm sorry that you're so fucking ugly."

Shark boy moans. "My house tonight at 8pm. Be there or ill steal your broom. BYE BITCH." He leaves. You see Barilla walking and he waves at you. God he's so fine.

That night, you arrive at Shark boy's house. I wonder if Barilla will be there.

 I wonder if Barilla will be there

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God his house is so big. I know his parents are rich well parent now LOL.

You walk in and there is loud Kahoot  music playing.

A monkey runs past you wearing a roblox t-shirt. 

"The fuck you lookin at" It says to you. 

Someone, you don't know who, passes you a drink. You drink it and it tastes like battery acid. 

"HAHA y/n DRANK THE CUM!!!" someone yelled. You spit it out. God. People are disgusting. 

You walk to the pool in the back and see Shark boy. 

"Hey loser." he says. You walk up to him. 

"Nice party Shark boy."

"You wanna know why I asked you to come?

"Why?"

"Because I wanted us to be friends again. Remember how close we were in middle school?"

you sigh. "Yes."

"But now I change my mind. I just learned that you slept with my boyfriend in 9th grade."

"I didn't sleep with your fucking boyfriend."

"YES YOU DID!" Shark boy punches you. You fall back and your toes start bleeding. You try to fight back but Sharkboy is just too pussy slay. People around you chant and record it. You think you might die, and you really have to piss.

Just then, you hear a splash. Sharkboy fell into the pool. You are confused until you see Barilla with his fists clenched and blood on them. Barilla punched him into the pool! What the fuck!? Barilla grabs you and drags you inside. You try to fight him off, but your too small and weak. After all he's 7 feet taller than you.  

He brings you into the living room. 

"What the hell?" You ask. 

"What were you thinking coming to a party like this? You know Sharkboy hates you. He tells me. me and Sharkboy have been going out for a couple weeks."

"You would date a fag like that?"

"Not anymore. I'm breaking up with him. Slay queen."

He kisses you. It's wet. Why is so wet? It feels opening a can of beans. He moans. You moan. You have a need so strong you can't control it. You pull him in and he picks your light weight 4'6" body off the ground.

He carries you to a bedroom and throws you through the fucking window. The glass smashes. "That was hot." he kisses you again. he undoes his pants and whips out his 8 foot cock. 

"Barilla. Put it in now."

He rips all of your clothes off and takes off his shirt and shoves it up his ass. 

"If I don't plug it, it will all spill."

"That was so hot."

"Protection?"

"I have the power of God and anime on my side."

He looks over you before slamming his cock in. You give out a long moan and you eyes roll back. "Barilla harder." he goes harder and slams into you, moaning.

he cums with a cry that sounds like a dying horse. "God that felt baller."

"I haven't finished." you whine. 

He gets on his elbows and sucks you off. You moan and your ankles break.

You cum into his mouth.

"just like mom used to make."

he carries you back inside and you talk as you fall asleep.

Bro im so baked rn. 




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