October 20th, 2012
Maxxie
"No way. We're not going. No, no, no. A costume party? At Camilla Goulds house? Are you serious? What are we, prostitutes? No. A million times, no"
Maxxie repeated as him, Hugh, Alex and Sloane walked down the hallways.
"Why not?! God Max since when did you become such a buzzkill?"
Sloane complained.
"1, we're not going because Camilla has hated me since 5th grade when she tried to give me a handjob and I said no, 2, I'm not a buzzkill, I'm just being logical. If we go, one of us will end up with our faces in the ground and chocolate smothered on our asses to make it look like we shit ourselves, people will post it all over the internet and Bam! Life ruined"
Maxxie lectured as all the others groaned and told him to shut up.
"Why will your lives be ruined?"
Chester asked as he, Terry, Leanna and Marcel approached them.
"Well, all our lives will be ruined if Maxxie doesn't stop talking. I can feel a brain tumour coming along just hearing him talk"
Sloane complained as Maxxie shot up his middle fingers.
"Max thinks we shouldn't go to Camilla's halloween party because it'll apparently ruin the rest of our lives. Something about chocolate and faces in dirt."
Hugh explained as Chester looked to his bestfriend, who shrugged.
"Seriously Max?"
Chester laughed.
"We're going"
The brunette added on as Maxxie began to protest, but Chester simply put a finger over his lips.
"We. Are. Goooinggg. And we includes you"
Chester spoke sternly as Maxxie huffed.
"Fine, but it's a costume party. The only costume I have is my seventh grade umpa lumpa costume, so don't expect me to dress up"
Maxxie informed, but Chester wasn't going to let that happen.
"Oh no way. You're dressing up. The party starts at seven, we have enough time to go to Lady Levines costume store before the party starts"
Chester ordered, Maxxie rolled his eyes. Knowing he'd do whatever Chester said.
"I hate you"
Maxxie stated in a monotone voice, but Chester smiled widely with his dimples and his big brown doe eyes.
"No you don't"
Maxxie tried to hide the smile as Chester rested himself on him.
Sloane and Marcel gave each other a suspicious look before they all split to get to their classes.
"Is Lizzy coming to the party tonight?"
Maxxie asked as him, Alex and Chester made their way to social studies.
"Nah, she's not much of a party person. She's too busy doing homework due in 3 months time"
Chester scoffed, Maxxies worries got a little lighter knowing he wouldn't have to watch the two be all over each other, again.
The two boys messed with Mr Hobnob yet again, claiming they'd already learnt about the subject he was teaching in class today.
It was all a big lie, but they enjoyed watching him get all flustered and confused and tricking him into thinking he had dementia.
Florian glanced over at the two every so often, skeptical of the twos bond.
Chester
"Hey, what's with you and that Max kid? You two related or something? You're always being so nice to him. You know he's a freak right? You don't have to be nice out of pity.."
Florian pestered Chester as he set his lunch tray at their table in the cafeteria.
YOU ARE READING
GOLDEN
Ficção Adolescente"high school parties are dumb. it's all sweaty, crowded and full of horn-dogs. we're not going" - "going to that party was the best thing to happen in my life" 2 boys, never spoken before, never even noticed eachother before, suddenly cross paths...
