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*Note: Please don't read if you're under 13... If you do, you probably won't understand most of the this because they teach you this stuff in Human Growth and Develpement when you are 13 and would therefore be very confusing to you...
If you are 13, then you should know this one shot is based off the mandatory sex-ed class... If your school doesn't make you take that class, then 1) you're lucky, it's super awkward and 2) you probably won't understand some of the things written in here so yeah... Anyways!*
Inspired By: strangely… my human growth and development class
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“The one class we have together, it just has to be human fucking growth and development,” Ricky growled, stuffing his hands into his cargo pants pockets, his bag across his shoulders.
“It could be worse,” Nate shrugged, fiddling with his backpack straps as they waited for the teacher to open the doors.
“I just wanna go home!” Henri wailed, slinging his arms around Nate’s shoulders and resting his chin on the short boys head.
“Shut up, you’re not the one who had to run two frickin miles because their ass of a teammate decided to skip,” William growled, chugging water out of his water bottle as the sun shone even brighter.
“Good job William~!” Matt chirped happily, laughing and squeezing his eyes shut as William pulled off his hat and ruffled his hair.
“That’s why I’m not track major,” Henri grinned, giving the red head a thumbs up. “Swimming all the way!”
“Shut the fuck up, swimming’s not going to help you! If a zombie apocalypse happens, I can run away! What can you do, swim on ground?” William retorted.
“So? If we fall off a ship, I can swim away!” The blonde swimmer countered, giving the red head the ‘watcha going to do about that bro?’ look.
“You? On a ship? You got sea sick when we rode the ‘It’s A Small World’ ride! And that wasn’t even a real fucking ship! It was meant for little toddlers!”William yelled incredulously.
“THERE WERE CREEPY DOLLS! AND I WAS NOT SEASICK!” Henri defended, crossing his arms.
“The irony. That’s not what you were telling me when you spent ten minutes puking into a trash can after that,” Ricky smirked, shrugging as the blonde glared at him.
“Shut up dancing boy. What are you going to do if a zombie comes to eat you? Tell them to stop and awe them with your dancing skills?”
“No,” Ricky said simply, shrugging. “I’d send these two to use their cuteness to blind the brain dead,” He said seriously, jerking his thumb toward the two standing behind him.
Matt and Nate looked at each other, sighing.
“I’m a filming and animating major and sometimes singer, I can’t do anything!” Nate huffed.
“I’m a singer and hip hop dancer, but I’ll try to not get eaten!” Matt smiled happily.
“It’s okay, all you two have to do is stand there and you’ll attract people, and distract us from the zombies,” Ricky stated seriously, putting a hand on each of their shoulders.
“Hello, sorry I’m late,” A teacher yelled, running toward the five hurriedly. “I- AW DAMMIT IT’S YOU GUYS!”
All five boys turned to face the only Physics teacher on campus, who was looking at them with a mix of ‘get the fuck away from me’ and ‘screw you Satan how could you’ look.
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Hacking Into the Heart (Series of One Shots)
Humor"Passion is the key, your heart is your ID" ~~ "If a girl approached you, what would you do?" Marc asked, arching an eyebrow as ten possible answers were displayed on the screen. "Run away," Nate answered immediately. "No." "Cry?" Matt trailed off...
