After going through crazy ups and downs together, expecting everything to finally be fine, three teens are faced with another problem. Ever heard the saying 'Jealousy is the ugliest amongst all emotions'? If you are not familiar with this saying, yo...
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The year is 1986.
About three years ago I met the most kindest and strangest teenage boys to ever exist. The three of us went through literal hell together. We bonded, the experience showed us truly, just how much we truly meant to each other.
After it all, we got some guts and decided to take it to the next level—now here we are, three years later and still going strong. I met Sal Fisher and Larry Johnson when I was 14 and they were 15. Believe it or not, we use to hate eachother. But maybe 'hate' was a little bit of a strong word.
However, at the time is seemed accurate, what with Sal and Larry teaming up and chasing me down the hallways of our school, it was worrisome. Talk about suppressed anger.
But now that I look back on it - if I hadn't ticked them off as much as I had, we would never have gotten to know each other as we do now.
As we grew up, we realised, each others' company wasn't so bad—in fact, it was heavento be around them. They treated me not like an enemy or someone they just tolerate and kept around cause of pity, but a friend. A real friend that they cherished and cared for, and I cared for them too.
That friend zone turned into friends with benefits, then into high school sweethearts.
Because I began to fall in love our little moments. When we laugh until our stomachs hurt at something stupid we did, when we would sneak out in the middle of the night just to get some ice cream or a slushie at a gas station, when we would argue over little things then immediately apologise even if one of us wasn't in the wrong, when we would stay on a call for hours without even speaking a word - because just each others presence spoke volumes. Then not only was I in love with the things we did, but the very people I did them with.
To this day, I am still as much in love with them as I was when I was 14. I am now 16 and love them with my entire heart and soul.
I am Y/N L/N and this is my story of endearment.
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A young woman with H/L H/C hair walked down the hallways of her high school with her chemistry text books in hand. School was finally out for the weekend she was just headed out of her last period class.
She struted down the long, bland colored hallway in search of two of her most favorite people in the world. Her boyfriends.
She walked further down the hall to where Sal Fisher had told her to meet up, through a piece of paper he had stuffed into her locker. Which written on said ripped piece of paper was,
