Hey guys! So I just wanted to bring something up for a sec if it's okay. Um...so I was going through the questions that have been sent to us on ask.fm and if you are taking part we'd appreciate it if you stop. It is HIGHLY unnecessary to say this 273 times: "You had s*x with ____" (I'm not gonna say their name) No I didn't. I'm 13, she's 14, we DID NOT do THAT. We're just friends. Calm yourselves! Can't a boy and girl be friends without anything happening? Chill! If you did NOT take part in this, I'm sorry if I seem like I'm accusing you...because I'm not. Thanks for listening!
Cya! Harvey👌
"What took you so long?" Max asked when I had finally arrived to the lunch table we had low-key claimed.
"I got lost," I replied as I set my plate down, trying to catch my breath. "Almost...almost got...trampled."
The people at the table beside us began to laugh. My face turned tomato red when I realized they were there listening. "Okay, laugh all you want. I'm serious. This guy, two times my size, just plowed through. I nearly died." They laughed at that too.
"Mum said we have to do at least one extracurricular activity. I'm thinking football and basketball. What about you?" Max was facing me, twisting his apple in his hand, trying to remove the stem.
"Not sure yet. I wanna try something new, you know," I answered honestly. "I can't believe you actually tried wearing that in school," I said, gesturing to his hat beside him.
"It was worth a shot," he muttered, growing pink from ear to ear. "Where do you have next?" Max asked, changing the subject.
"Gym class," I mumbled.
"Fun," he chimed sarcastically. "Heard the teacher's a real pain. Makes you work extra hard. Let's his team off easy though."
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Tweeeeeeet! "There will be no tomfoolery in this class. No dilly dalling." A group of guys laughed, Coach Dubry spun around. "Did I humor you? Do you find my class funny," he yelled in their faces.
"No sir," one of them answered sheepishly. He continued to pace when...
"So fucking old. Couldn't do anything, even if he wanted to," one of them said, followed by laughter.
"Get out." The boy just stood, staring. "Get out of my class!" Dubry threw his clipboard down, veins popping out his neck, kinda like Max when he sings (Sorry Max😂Had to say it). The wood split and the boy went running, several students backed up. Coach couldn't be any older than 32 but he was known to be mean, ruthless, and cruel...maybe that's what made me so curious.
Sorry this chapter is so short.😔Promise I'll write more! Just haven't had time...WE HAVE AN ANNOUNCEMENT TO MAKE!!! You can find it on both mine and Max's story! It'd be great if you could go check that out!
Cya! Harvey👌
