Cancer//joshler

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"Josh Dun is such an ass. In history he sat there passing notes to Debby the entire freaking time, and he never got in trouble. Then when Pete tried to whisper something to me, guess what, we both got detention for "disrupting class". " Brendon huffed as we walked to English class.

"Don't worry man, tonight will be dope" I assured him and Dallon.
"You got it?" Dallon whispered.
"Yup" I smiled. "52 liters" I nodded.
"Friday nights are the best nights. We're about to turn the hell up" Brendon through a small fist bump in the air.
"What are you guys talking about now?" Jenna joined us on our way to class.
"Nothing" we all chimed together.
"You better not be doing drugs Brendon, last time you almost bled to death" she winked at me.

Jenna always had this thing for me, I mean she's cute and all, but she's like my sister. And that's gross.

"Tyler" she started "do you think it's too hot out to wear my leather jacket tonight?" Though she had two other friends, which were girls, she came to me for the weirdest advice.

"Um do what you feel" I had no idea what to reply to those type of questions.
"I feel like asking you" her tone became less bubbly. She does that when she wants a direct answer, and then I'm forced to give her one.

"Wear it" I only said that because I didn't want some weird sex-crazed teen trying to get with her. Jenna was a really tough girl, but her innocence was nothing I wanted to mess with. She was the only one in the group that was sane, and we needed that.
Everyone had questions about what to wear, what food to bring, or how the night would go down.

The only question I had was if I should invite Josh Dun to this party.