On my way home from school I picked up some black hair dye. Once I got home I immediately started applying it to my hair. After that I washed it out, and damn, I look hot. But it looks weird with my pink clothes.
I rummage through my dresser and closet, looking for punk-rock looking clothes. Nothing. I decide why not go on a shopping trip. Shopping is always fun. But where will I find a store that sells tough looking clothes? Why not search on google. Hot Topic sounds cool. I drive to the local mall and walk around until I find Hot Topic. It's dark and scary looking. Just what I'm looking for.
As soon as I walk in a girl who I think works there comes up to me.
"You look like you don't belong here."
"I know" I reply and giggle.
"We'll do you need help finding anything?"
"What do you have that's punk looking?"
"Get a band shirt here, then go the Aeropostale for ripped black jeans."
Tbh I don't know where guys buy jeans.
I nod and look around until I find a Green Day shirt. I pay, leave Hot Topic,get some jeans a few accessories, and as I'm about to leave until I see a store in the mall. Sydney Tattoo and Piercing Parlor
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I end up getting home around 5:00. My moms gonna flip when she sees my black hair and eyebrow ring. I can't wait to see the look on her face. That's what the stupid bîtch gets for bringing me into this world.
I think I'm starting to like my new attitude.
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Ok so maybe I should've tried to hide the piecing. My mom flipped goat shit. My phones taken away. That sucks.
As I walk through the crowded hallways of school I get many stares. Some from girls, as if they like-like me. I haven't seen Luke. He probably is ignoring me like the stupid shit he is. I decide to piss before the second bell. As I enter I hear crying. I am a genuinely caring person so I follow the cries. On the very last stall I knock with the back of my knuckles. The door wasn't locked so it slowly opened. Revealing a messy, tear covered, boy. Non other than Luke.
"M-Mikey I'm sniffle sorry." He cried.
But why is he crying though. I crouch down so I am at eye level.
"Luke, what's wrong." I ask.
"I f-fucked up." He probably got some slût pregnant.
"I shouldn't have said what I s-said and I don't deserve to be fo-forgiven. But it's too late anyways because you are sniffle g-gonna have people all over y-you."
"Luke, I, I need some time to think about us. Now get off the floor its dirty." I say and help him stand up.
"C-can I have a hug."
Bruh. I need some space and he's asking for a hug. I couldn't say no to the adorable breadstick because well, he is an adorable breadstick.
"Sure." I simply reply.
Luke immediately ran over and snaked his arms around my back. He started to cry again so I stroked his beautiful blonde hair. But I couldn't just leave him here. That wouldn't be right. He may be a dîck but he doesn't deserve to be left alone in the bathroom crying.
I let go and he pouted. I pulled him over to the sink and lifted him up. I've been kind of strong for a while cause I always help mommy carry stuff.
I patted his face with a paper towel. I ran it under the water and wiped away the tear stains. He hugged me again and hid his face in my neck. I drew little circles with my fingers on his hips.
"Are you still gonna take some time to think." He mumbled against my skin.
"Yeah. I think it would be best. Now we both really need to get to class. I'll walk you."
Now it feels like I am the 'man' of our relationship. Feminine Michael is long gone.
A/N:
Who lives in the vagina of a young teen? Spongebob tampax.
This chapter sucks. Guys I am so sad and confused rn. I'm
at a new school and I made some friends and they are really nice, but I really want to go back to my old school. What do I do??
Anywhore, xoxo,
Deez Nuts
