Psychopathic Tenager eXplosions

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"Sorry to inturrupt you, Karan. But Breaking News it's just come in that a gas station has exploded down in Arlington Texas. No deaths reported so far but fifteen injuries have accrued. There has been no solid evidence yet, but polIce believe this is the work of the unidentified group PTX by the signature neon lines painted on the rubble."

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Two hours earlier...


"That was absolutely hilarious. Hey, click on that one." Kevin said, pointing to another PTX conspiracy. Avi agreed with a smile and clicked on the video. So far, most people think PTX is a group of African Americans speaking out against police violence, which is simply not the case. Or a group of terrorists trying to take over Arlington.
Nope.

"God, this is too perfect." Kirstie commented with a laugh as the five watched the video. Avi, Kevin, and Kirstie sat on the ground against Kevin's bed, Avi in between them with the laptop on his lap.

Scott and Mitch sat on the bed, Scott's arm draped over Mitch's shoulder lazily as they laughed along with their best friends. Kirstie suddenly grunted.

"I just remembered I forgot to buy more snacks. Now I can't binge on Oreos and Pringles." She told, slumping her shoulders. "Should we just go buy some more then? The gas station is like, five minutes away." Suggested Avi.

"I'm having cramps I don't wanna walk." Kirstie said shamelessly. Kevin chuckled before speaking. "Yeah, I'm having cramps too. Why don't you go, Avi?" Kevin said sarcastically.

"No I'm having cramps, too. We're all synced up." He said, causing the four others to burst in laughter.

"Ill go, ill go. I need walk anyways, we've been sitting for like, two hours." Mitch said as he cracked his knuckles. "I'm assuming you're going too, Scott?"

Avi asked, Scott nodded once. "Obviously." He replied as Mitch hoped off the bed and grabbed his shoes from the end of the bed, Scott doing the same.

"Text me what y'all want, I won't remember if you just tell me." Mitch said, grabbing his phone from the dresser. Kirstie nodded and  immediately grabbed her rose gold (by Pentatonix) phone and began typing.

Scott and Mitch left the house hand-in-hand as they walked on the sidewalk on the way evening, smiling at how nice it was outside. "Y'know, I ever wonder if they'll find out who we are." Said Scott as he swung their arms 

Mitch chuckled. "They probably will. Good thing we'll never go to prison for it, though." Scott smiled. "Yeah, true."

You might be a little confused... let's  just say that Mitch's step-father is a very powerful person...very power. And let's also say that Mitch caught him sucking his assistants face off.

But of course, Mitch won't tell his mother...as long as him and his friends remain out of prison.

You might think that his father can't get him and four others away from jail time for freaking killings and bombings, but let's also say that Mitch's dear step father has an international drug cartel and he can basically control half of America.

and Mitch found out about that, too


Fun, right?

Mitch and Scott finally arrived at the gas station, Kirstie snack list on his phone. As they walked by the man behind the counter, it was obvious he noticed the two holding hands...and he didn't like it.

He remained silent as Mitch and Scott gathered Oreos, cereal, poptarts, Doritos, frazzles and ice cream. Once they dropped their items on the counter, the man scoffed.

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