"They always say that dyslexics are actually born to be very successful in life. I never believed that, until I met you."
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Ross lynch has had dyslexia ever since he was really little. His mother started to notice his behavio...
Ross sat on the chair nervously, and the tattoo artist says,
"Everyone gets nervous when they get their first tattoo. It will hurt at first, but you get used to it." she said. Ross nods, and shows her what he had done.
"Perfect! Where do you want it?"
Ross wonders for a place to put it where his mother couldn't see it. He didn't like disobeying or lying to his mother, but it was too late now.
"Hmm...my hip bone I guess." he shrugged. "Secret tattoo?" she chuckled. He nods. "Pretty much." and with that, she began to work her magic. He grimaced at the pain, but slowly, he became used to it.
After what felt like hours, she was done. "Done! It looks awesome!" she smiled at him. He tugged his boxers slightly up again. Laura was at another booth, getting hers. Ross looked at his again, and sat down to wait for his... friend..
"Friend." Ross repeats the word out loud.
"ROSS ROSS ROSS! LOOK AT MINE!!!" Laura came running in. She stopped in front of him, and pulled her shirt slightly up. It was on her stomach. (ignore the wrist)
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(next to the tattoo, it says,)
"Our differences is what brings us together." Ross read, slightly smiling. "I like it." he nods, and she pulled her black shirt down. "Show me yours!!!" she squealed, and he rolled his eyes at her. He tugged his boxers down a little, revealing the tattoo:
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for those of you who cant see it, its two fishes in a bowl, and in and around the bowl, its says
"We're just two lost souls, swimming in a fish bowl; year after year." Laura reads off his skin, and smiled. "Aw. Thats adorable." she coos, as he chuckled.
"I don't understand though. Why did you put it on your hipbone?" she wonders. "Well. I don't want my mom to see it! Geez." Ross rolled his eyes, as she followed him exiting the tattoo place.
"You know, she'll find out soon or later..." Laura states, opening the car to the truck. Ross facepalms as he sits down at the passenger seat. "This is exactly why I do not like to lie to my mother!"
"Hey. You've lied to your mother at least one time." Laura crosses her arms. Ross chuckled. "Well, there was this one time.." he looked down. She lights up and nods. "Tell me. What did you lie about?"
"Well. She asked me if I washed my hands. And I said yes when I really didn't."
Laura began punching the math prodigy. "Ugh you dumbass!" he playfully pushes her off. "Well at least I didn't lie." she began to start the car as he talks. "I mean, now I have to lie about this. This lie is gonna lead to another lie, and another, and another, and another... AGH I CANT EVEN THINK ABOUT IT!!" he slightly panics about the single thoughts about lying to his mother.
"Calm down. The police are gonna think we're drunk drivers." she warns him. He laid back down on the car seat, calming down. "Why did I even agree to this again?"
"I forgot." Laura shrugs. "But anyways. How do you think I would look with pinkish hair?" she asked while stopping at the stop sign as she looked at him. His eye brows raise.
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hi there!!! sorry i haven't updated in like how many years.. 100000?
but im at school right now, so yeah. ITS TIME TO GO TO THE NEXT CLASS SO BYE
