rejects // fivesauce

meet the fucknuckles

meet kelsea.
the tall bitch that was attacked by an emu at the age of 8, hence her strange fear of birds. one time she went down a large hill in a trolley, one of the wheels flying off and landing her in hospital with missing teeth.

then, there was her best friend, ashton.
they became friends when she accidentally ran over his broken foot on her electric scooter. he kicked her in the shin, then she punched him square in the face. best friends. he once streaked the football field, due to kelsea's demands.

they were like spongebob and patrick, both stupid.

ashton, however, is quite smart in his schooling. he holds straight 'a's whilst kelsea has b's and c's and sometimes she'll get an a. somehow. they both just have no common sense when it comes to daring each other to do stupid shit.

"yo, ashton" kelsea squealed as she bursts through his door, kicking her shoes off. one of them knocking a vase off the table. "shit." she hissed and scrambled to push the broken pieces of the vase under the couch.

ashton walked out, yawning and scratching his head. "it's early, kels." he groaned. "school is in 2 hours."

"we have shit to do, ashton. get a move on," kelsea jumped up and sat on his couch, she turned to see there was still small pieces of his mum's shitty looking vase on the floor. ashton's eyes directed to the pieces and he frowned.

"what happened to my mum's va-" he began to speak but kelsea cut him off.

"that is not the topic at this moment! we must moosh on." she cheered loudly and quickly put her shoes back on. "where's my other shoe?"

she then realised it was halfway across ashton's kitchen, so she quickly grabbed it and walked out the door with it half on. ashton quickly got changed and met her in his front yard, the cold air brushing against his face.

"holy mother of titties it's cold. my balls might just freeze off." kelsea shivered and leaped down his front porch stairs. "where the fuck is your car?"

"getting fixed." he shrugged. kelsea let out a loud groan and stomped her foot. "plus, kelsea, you do not have balls"

"now we have to walk," she cried, "all because of you."

"it's not my fault you smashed my windshield with a baseball bat." he spat and shoved his hands into his pockets as they began to walk.

"when will you get a life and stop making bitchy comments about mine?" kelsea squinted her eyes."ash, we've talked about this, it slipped out of my hands when i went to swing."

"also if you didn't fail your drivers test you would have your own car to drive." ashton pointed out and shoved kelsea, making her roll her ankle and fall into someone's garden.

"hey," she got up and dusted her pants off, pointing her index finger at him, "that old lady stepped in front of me."

ashton scoffed and continued walking down the pavement. "where are we going anyway?"

"to the hide out. this year is going to be big, ashton. we are gonna have so much moola." kelsea chuckled and kicked her leg in the air. for her big legs, they could kick insanely high. one time she accidentally fly kicked the school principal when she was trying to show off her 'tricks' to a hot guy in the older grade. she was suspended for 2 weeks.

"i am actually excited. i feel so... so rebellious." ashton shook his shoulders and laughed, his big ass dimples carving into his cheeks.

"we just need a bigger gang. we could be called the rejects." kelsea nodded with a wide smile. her eyes widened as she had a sudden idea. "i have a plan. we need to run to the hide out."