Keep Quiet ; muke {COMPLETED}

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It was now lunch time for the lilac haired boy. He sat down alone in the back of the cafeteria since Ashton is sick.

Michael hated wearing jeans and and black guy shirts. He wanted to wear his new pink skirts and crop tops, but the school doesn't allow that.
Fucking homophobes.

The closest thing that Michael was allowed to wear that was feminist, was his pink sweatshirt that exposed his pale shoulders when he pulled them down to create sweater paws.
Michael loves sweater paws.

Mr.Hemmings walked into the cafeteria because he has forgotten his food at home.
"Good going Luke. Leaving your food on the first day of school."
He said to himself while he stepped inside the cafeteria and looked over his right shoulder to notice the lilac haired boy from his first period.
The beautiful looking boy.

Mr.Hemmings notices the lilac haired boy's shoulders were exposed.
Oh how he would love to mark them with love bites.
"No Luke. He is your student. Nothing more."
As Mr.Hemmings was making his way towards the lunch line he noticed Michael stand up to throw his food away, but then tripping over some guys foot, which made the innocent boy fall to the ground.

The group of guys that had tripped him over were laughing loudly, which caused the whole cafeteria to laugh out loud, and cause Michael to tear up.
"Fag!" Yelled one of the guys. I noticed the boy was Brendon Urie. He's the trouble maker in my third period and in Pete Went'z gang.

Pete's gang included...
Brendon, Joe, Dan, Josh, and Ryan.

Those sick homophobes.

Mr.Hemmings rushed over to help Michael up, but got pushed aside from a boy wearing a fedora.

"Are you okay there love?" The guy in the fedora asked as he helped Michael up.
The lilac haired boy shook his head no and picked up the tray on the floor.

"Well hello there Patrick Dump." Pete said with a scoff.

"It's Stump, dickwad." Patrick scowled.
"Come on Michael, let's go get you cleaned up."

A little bit of Luke was grateful for helping Michael, but the other half was jealous. That should've been him, not Patrick.

"Fags like you don't deserve to eat or be alive." Dan said.

"Oh please," Patrick scoffed. "We all know you're gay for Phil Lester. So why don't you shut the fuck up and grow a pair to admit you're gay too."

"I-I-" Dan stuttered but got cut off,
"That's what I thought." Patrick last spoke before taking Michael by the hand and taking him to the bathroom.