Grace's POV
"Michael, come on just one date!"
"No Grace, I don't really like her anymore. I think I like someone else now..." Michael said with an uneasy look on his face. Michael has been acting weird lately, especially around our friend Ashton. Whenever all three of us are together Michael always shuts off and doesn't really talk, it's weird. But when it's just Michael and I he's perfectly normal. I guess it's just an emo phase.
"Well at least tell me who it is, I probably know her."
"You probably don't know them, anyway what about your life, where were you yesterday?" Michael was quick to change the subject.
"Well I was walking home from Brody's house, and to get home I have to go past the football field. So I was walking and I accidentally bumped into Calum Hood."
"Wait, the Calum Hood? The number one asshole of the school? The compulsive liar? The I'm too good for a relationship Calu-"
" Ok, I get it he's a douche bag. But I bumped into him and he wouldn't even give me the time of day to start a simple conversation! What an ass!"
"What did he say?" Michael questioned.
"Wait hold on I have to get my generic boy voice ready."
Michael rolled his eyes and waited for me to continue.
"He was like, just leave me alone and yeah whatever, like I didn't even exist. I don't even know why I tried to start a conversation with him anyway?"
"Well just forget about him, wait oh my god remember when you guys dated in like the 8th grade only because he was dared to! I can't believe I forgot about that!" Michael seemed to be overjoyed by the fact that he remembered that, hell even I forgot about that!
"Oh shit you're right, thanks for reminding me you jerk!" I leaned over and hit Michael on the arm.
"And when you found out he was only with you because he was dared, you slapped him across the face in front of all his friends, it was great!" By now Michael was full on dying of laughter while I just sat there glaring at him.
"I wouldn't even consider that a relationship, we were like 13!"
"It was still hilarious!" I was about ready to rip out all the hair Michael had left, which wasn't much due to how many times he has dyed his hair.
"Whatever prick."
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Social Casualty (cth)
Fanfiction"I'm a victim of society!" "I guess you're just a social casualty then, huh?" "I guess you're right." "You say that like it's a bad thing." In which a boy thinks the world and everyone in it are against him until a certain girl can change his mind.
