Wawanakwa High School ~a fanfiction~ [REWRITE IN PROGRESS]

8:30 am ~monday~ pt4

Heeeyyyy y'all! This may be the last I will do for the 8:30 am part. Day 2 is coming up! Tysm-

Oh wait. TW: slight homophobia.

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Noah ran into his room, looking for the stash of cash he had saved up over the years.

"Shit, where is it?" Noah had said out loud, his voice raising a bit.

His older sister was standing at the door, leaning on the frame. "You looking for this?" She had his wallet in her hand, a smug look on her face.

"You motherfucker! Give it back!"

He tried running over to her and reaching for it, but his sister held her hand up higher, so that Noah had to jump up and get it. Using her tallness was a huge advantage for her.

"I'll give it to you if you tell me who your date is."

"I'll tell you after!"

"Eh, I'll give it. But I'm expecting an answer once you get home."

Noah snatched his wallet from her hands and rolled his eyes. "Yeah, now if you'll excuse me, my dates in the car. See you later."

Noah dashed out of the house.

"Damn Noah, you good?" Cody said once he got in the car.

Noah panted out "Me? Oh, yeah I'm fine."

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TW: slight-moderate homophobia

Tyler had took out his house key from beneath his phone case and unlocked the door, only to find his mom in tears, and his dad red in the face from anger. Both of his parents shot their heads at the door. As soon as his dad looked at him, he shouted at the poor boy.

"Tyler! Do you have anything you want to say?! You should be ashamed of yourself! I can't believe I failed as a dad. Look at your poor mother, you only made things worse for her!"

Tyler had a shocked expression on his face. He didn't know what to say. Hell, he didn't know what they were on about. "Mom? Wait, what's going on? Did I do something?"

His mom took her head out from her hands, and looked at him. "Honey, we went through your phone last night when you were sleeping. We found some things."

His face turned pale. Tyler looked back and forth, from his mom to his dad. "What did you find?" He stuttered out.

"Who's he?!" His dad took Tyler's phone out his hands and went to his camera roll and showed him a picture of his ex boyfriend from when he was in 8th grade. The picture was of his ex's arms wrapped around the jocks waist, giving him a kiss on the cheek.

"That's-"

"That's who, you faggot?!"

Tyler's eyes hit the floor. "That's..."

Tyler's parents stared at him. "Well, who?!" He bellowed.

"...no one."

Tyler's dad was wide eyed, face red from anger. "No one?! Oh, I'll show you no one, when you pack up all of your fucking shit and leave this house! Then no one will be in it!"

"Dad-"

"That's Mr. Johnson to you! Pack up your shit, your out of the house!"

Tyler spun around to his room, tears flowing out of his eyes, face pale.

"And take this too!"

Tyler looked behind him, only to find his phone thrown at him.

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This one here is short. Sorry about that. Also, sorry if I made this part a bit sad.

Bye!

[RE WRITTEN]