seven - josh

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i see spyke standing in the lunchroom by himself. all of his other friends ditched school today, but his parole officer drove him here to make sure he wouldn't go with them.
"SPYKE! OVER HERE!" yelling as i stand up. mark groans.
"how would you feel if you were all alone? how would you feel if all of your friends were gone?"
"i-" he stopped and looks down. spyke walks his way over with a sea of heads turning towards him with every step he took, eyes shooting into him. he kept his head down as he shuffled across the linoleum.
"hey bud!"
"h-h-hi." the boy stuttered with a breathy voice. josh pats the stool and motions him to sit. he puts down his plate, which had a lumpy brownie, some colorless celery, and the schools chocolate milk. he devoured the brownie, but poked at his celery. mark just stared at him.
"i didn't know the school had brownies as an option. that cool." mark said, with a bit of either irony or sarcasm in his voice. i couldn't tell.
"my.. sister she made them. yeah. they're pretty good." he said under his mop of hair. we all just sat there in silence.
"so.." jenna said awkwardly, trying to lighten up the mood. ty smiled under his hood, flashing his goofy smile. god knows why.
"hey spyke, do you wanna watch my and ty practice tonight? it's gonna be unlit!"
"unlit means boring... lit means fun." he mumbled.
"what? anyways, it's going to be really fun and you should totally come! tyjo just kindof screams while playing the piano and i hit stuff. we are called "the paphonies" right now as a joke, but don't worry we are changing it." i look at spyke. no laugh. completely numb. he then starts to devour his celery and drinks the chocolate milk as fast as possible.
"okay... guess i can come over." he says mouth full of food.
"sick dude!"

author -
hi doods sorry if this is really bad this is like after no phun intended era k bye
ps if any of you were wondering i joined this fandom right before (september 2013) vessel had just come out my health teacher would play car radio in class and i asked him who they were. just a fyi if you care enough.

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