rejects // fivesauce

wot m8

"what do you want?" michael spat as he walked down his front porch stairs, making anus scoff and put her hands on her hips.

"you haven't been talking to me." she sighed and rubbed her forehead.

"yea, i think i know that." he groaned. doris sat in his room blankly staring at the wall, not knowing what to do.

she picked at her nails when she could hear michael talking from the hallway, meaning that they're coming in as she heard anus yell something.

she jumped up and frantically ran into michael's closet. she could only see through the small gap.

"MICHAEL!" anus screeched. "WHY ARE YOU IGNORING ME?"

doris scrunched up her face at the way she yelled. she pressed her back against the back of michael's closet, making something fall onto her head. all she could see was black and she thought she blacked out. but, instead, she realised michael's boxers fell on her. she screwed up her face and threw them to the ground, listening to the conversation currently going on in michael's bedroom.

"come on michael." anus' hands pressed into michael's chest and he frowned, pushing her away softly. "virginia will be alright with waiting in the car for a few minutes." she nibbled at his neck and doris' eyes widened.

i'm about to watch two people have sex was all doris thought and she wanted to roll into a ball and cry.

anus' hands reached for michael's jean buckle as she tried to unzip them. he frowned and pushed her off. "get out of my house."

"oH COME ON MICHAEL!" she screamed and stomped her foot. "you and calum can't just ignore us for all those fucking weird ass bitches!"

"yes, we can." michael shrugged and sat on his bed.

"fine." she huffed and headed for the door, "get doris to pleasure you instead."

"wot mate." doris hissed under her breath and anus glared at the door, walking over to it slowly. she reached for the handle. doris began to freak out and fly kicked the door open, smacking anus in the face.

she flew straight to the floor, knocked out. doris stood in the middle of the room with her mouth wide open, glaring at michael who sat with his eyes wide.

"well shit." he chuckled.

kelsea and rhiannon pushed through the school doors, walking over to rhiannon's locker.

"hi girls." tyrone smirked, glancing at their feet.

"i swear to god tyrone if you look at my feet one more time i will shove them up your ass." kelsea spat, making tyrone's eyes widen and a small smile fall onto his face. "oh my god. are you imagining that? and liking it?"

rhiannon scrunched up her face and closed her locker slowly. "that's really strange."

"oh, uh, um bye." tyrone spoke quickly and ran off.

"i'm scared." kelsea shuddered. the two walked out onto the field, about to head over to their table.

"so how are we going to get revenge on the ryan tucker?" rhiannon glanced over at ryan and frowned as he talked to vagina.

"death by rotten fruit." kelsea smirked, making rhiannon's eyes widen.

"we're not going to kill him."

"of course not." kelsea scoffed, "that title just sounded a lot better than hit by rotten fruit."

kelsea got to the table, where only luke, calum and emilee sat, and placed her bag on the table. she pulled out loads of rotten fruit, making everyone frown. "the garbage chute at my apartment building is loaded." she glanced at calum and nodded and he sighed, pulling out a bag from under the table and emptying more rotten fruit onto it.