BRANCE + RINNEY

why finney blake CANNOT be trusted (2)

Finn laughed, throwing yet another glass bottle at the wall behind an older man. The glass shattered as it impacted the wall, sending clear shards in different directions around the small classroom. "Finney Blake! I don't even know where you got those bottles from, but put them away now or else!" The older man shrieked as another bottle came flying at him, dodging out of the way in just enough time to miss the breaking of it. "Finney Blake! Get out of my classroom!" Finn stood from his desk, smiling wildly at the man in front of him. "Yes, sir. My pleasure, sir." Finn quickly walked past him, slamming the door on the way out. He laughed when he heard the older man grumble, earning a confused look from the blonde who was leaning on the outside wall of the classroom. "Again Finn? How do you even manage to do this shit in detention?" Finn shrugged at Vance, grabbing a random fry out of his pocket and sticking it behind his ear. "I don't know Vancey. I don't know." The blonde groaned, tilting his head back slightly. "I hate when you call me that. So annoying." Finn smiled at his friend as they walked side by side out of the school.
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Bruce ran fast, legs carrying him quickly away from the pale boy with mud-covered hands. "Finn! For fucks sake, wash your hands and quit chasing me!" Behind him, Bruce could hear Finn laugh loudly, his footsteps gaining closer with each passing second. Suddenly, Bruce's body was pushed to the ground, muddy handprints becoming evident on his shirt. Bruce pushed the other boy away from him, close to tears as the smell of the mud wafted through this nostrils. Finn stuck a muddy finger near Bruce's nose, crying out in pain when the boy punched it.

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Robin fixed his bandanna for what felt like the millionth time that morning, groaning in annoyance when the boy next to him moved it once more and laughed loudly. He swatted at the boy's hand, earning an annoyed whine from him. "Finn. Shut the fuck up and quit messing around." Said boy quieted down, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. Robin looked at him, worry overtaking his features. "Finn. Finn don't." Finn quickly snatched the bandanna off of his friend's head, putting it on his own before running out of the house. Robin put his head in his hands, crying as his friend ran in circles with his favorite bandanna on his head. From the cracked window in his bedroom, Robin could hear the boy screaming at his senior-aged neighbor, the words "I finally have the bandanna!" repeatedly leaving his mouth.
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