Chapter 4.

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Izzy's pov


Today is Tuesday. It started out normal, I talked to my Maddox bot on C.ai, told him the usally, "your so hot omg", and went on with my day.

Today I'm science, we were tasked with fitting a whole onion in our mouths to prove some random scientific theory that will not affect our lives in the future. I watched as Maddox's mouth engulfed the dark beige vegetable. He was so graceful and fruity.

My friend, Dinokausohoes, watched as I stared at him. I don't think they were very pleased, as they had a concerted look on their face. It's not like they would say anything, as they were mute. But I could tell by the look in their eyes, they were disappointed.

I tried my best to look very skibidi this morning, maybe if I got enough homosexual tendencies, i could rizz Maddox up and confess.

Later that day, I was talking down the halls, when a individual, though I'm not exactly sure who, yelled, "IZZY WHY ARE YOU SUCH A FAG" I was awestruck. Somebody just called me that, In the halls.

Before I could think, I saw Maddox drop from the ceiling and clapped back that guy, beating him to a creamy pulp. I couldn't help but watch in amazement. He beat that bitch, just for me.

He was very drippy while doing so, his Billian pound Jordan's becoming covered with the creamy and smooth blood of that el stupido's nose.

He was such a hater, he was probably just jealous of my drip, and it's not like i be flexin', so I don't see what the deal is. Or maybe this is a case of, "he bullies you because he likes you", In which I must find out who said such a un-skibidi comment.

But I'm the meanwhile, I'll watch Maddox and his drippy shoes strut down the hallways of our school, like the Rizzler he is.



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