𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐌𝐄

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐄𝐍

Gordie concluded his story.

Me and the others cheered and clapped our hands.

"Too cool!" Teddy gushed.

"That was the best, just the best!" Chris said cheerily.

"Totally!" I nodded, smiling.

Our laughter and cheers dyed down. "Then what happened?" Teddy said eagerly.

Gordie blinked. "What do you mean?"

"I mean..what happened?"

Gordie paused in confusion, slightly furrowing his brows. "What do you mean, 'what happened?', that's the end" Gordie stated.

Vern looked down, as if disappointed. Teddy frowned. "How can that be the end? What kind of an ending is that? What happens to Lardass?"

Gordie was clearly taken off-guard. "I-I dunno.." he trailed off, thinking.

"Maybe he went home and celebrated with a couple of cheeseburgers" he shrugged.

Teddy looked at him blankly. "Jeez..that ending sucks"

I turned to him. "You got any other ideas, smartass?"

He looked to me. "Uhh, yeah I do, actually" he said sassily.

I roll my eyes as he looked back to Gordie. "Why don't you make it so that Lardass goes home...and he shoots his father. Then he runs away and he joins the Texas Rangers. How 'bout that?"

I scoff. "Oh cmon. That's so unrealistic"

Teddy narrowed his eyes at me. "You think of something then!"

I narrowed my eyes back at him. "Fine"

I sigh, before looking to the side in thought. "How about..."

I clear my throat, getting ready to set the scene. "Lardass goes to walk out of the place, feeling triumphant and that he's on top of the goddamn world" I start.

"But then, being the fat dumbass he is, he slips on all the vomit covering the floor. Cracks his head open on the corner of the stairs, and bam" I punch my palm. "Dead"

"And not only is he dead, he suffers humiliation in the afterlife, as he died thinking he was as big as ten men. And then, his name would be dragged into the dirt for the rest of eternity, as he goes back to being known as the local fatass who stupidly died thinking he finally got his revenge on the town" I concluded.

There was a moment of silence.

Teddy began to speak. "That is completely—"

"Genius!" Gordie interrupted.

Teddy blinked. "What?"

"It's settled; Y/N has your ending" Gordie declared. I smirked slyly at Teddy while Gordie gave me a high five.

Chris nodded proudly at me. "Nice one"

Teddy sighed. "Fine. I'll give it to ya. It was good" he shrugged, looking at his hands.

I inspected his face; I didn't think he would actually admit that. Teddy hardly admits that something someone else has is better than his.

He noticed me looking at him, and he met my eyes. I smirked, before ruffling his hair. "Glad to hear it. Especially from you"

"I like that ending. I like Gordie's ending too" Vern said. "The barfing was really good"

He paused. "But, there's one thing I didn't understand"

Gordie gestured for him to continue.

"Did Lardass have to pay to get into the contest?"

We frowned at him.

Gordie blinked. "No Vern..they just let him in"

"Oh! Okay, great! Great story" he gushed.

"I liked the story Gordie, but not so fond of the ending" Teddy said, going back to his original place on his roll-mat. I did the same.

"Verno, where's the radio? Let's see if we can get some sounds" Chris suggests.

Vern grabbed the small radio from behind him and handed it to Chris. "Here"

Chris fiddled with the radio, until he switched on some music. It was a slow song.

We talked into the night. Not anything specific, just totally random topics.

"All right" Gordie piped up. "Mickey's a mouse. Donald's a duck. Pluto's a dog". He paused. "What's Goofy?"

"Goofy's a dog" I declare.

"He's definitely a dog" Teddy agrees, nodding.

"He can't be a dog. He wears a hat and drives a car" Chris protested.

"God, that's weird" Vern frowns. "What the hell is Goofy?"

We never actually settled that debate, and instead, the others broke out into a variety of different and random debates. I was a bit tired, so I just laid back and listened to them.

"If I could only have one food for the rest of my life?" Vern asked himself. "That's easy; pez. Cherry flavoured pez. No question about it"

"I knew the $64,000 question was fixed" Gordie piped up after they had settled that debate. "There's no way anybody can know that much about opera"

And then, he comes up with something else.

"Wagon Train is a really cool show..but did you notice they never really get anywhere?" he started. "They just keep wagon training"

The night went on, and not one of us mentioned Ray Brower. But we were all thinking about him.

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A/N

short chapter, but hey-ho. it's something

yesterday was my first day back at school. my last first day in that school.

bro wdym i'm in year 11? wdym my gcse's are in 8 months and it all depends on my future?

fuck my GCSE's are in May. OH MY GOD I DONT WANNA THINK ABOUT IT.

bro. live ur life while ur still young guys. time fucking flies. FLIES.

that's all for now.
-ava<3