\\I've rewritten everything because original version was shit//
Josh dun is new at school, he could honestly care less what you think and tyler joseph doesn't like that.
Or josh dun fucks tyler senseless and shows that he's boss.. lmao XD
•smut•
Sm...
I was no way in hell ready for this, and now here I am.. wasting time.
I quickly jumped up from my bed, groaning in annoyance, my closet being all the way across the room. I yanked random shit off the hangers, not paying any attention to what I was grabbing.
I ended up in some band shirt that my mom bought me, black skinny jeans and some worn out converse. Need fashion advice come to me, "Ways to fit in with Josh dun" If you couldn't tell, im joking ya dumb ass.
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I drove to school not expecting much. Couple stares here and there, all the lockers came into eye view. Mine being the one on the far left. I slammed my fist against it, drawing attention to myself, closing my eyes I leaned my head against it.
"Can you move, you're in my way."
With an eye role I sat myself up and look at the boy who voiced me to move.
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"I mean, am I speaking gibberish? Move!"
I scoffed at him
"Whoa, there, how about you watch your attitude baby boy." I growled
"Don't call me that dipshit" he sassed.
To say I was mad was an understatement, no, I was honestly so close to junk punching this child, but with every ounce of will I had left I lifted myself off the locker and swiftly walked to first period with not a single glance back.
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First period was Math, waste of my valuable time. I could be doing something worthwhile like I don't know.. smoking a cigarette.
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It was a very long, tough hour. It was uncomfortable. I couldn't stay still. The craving was strong. When the bell rang I ran outside. I walked around to the other side of the school to get a little more privacy. I pulled out my cigarette, lighting it, Then around the corner comes mr. Attitude. He firstly flinched, then a look of anger spread across his face.
"It's one thing to come here and lean against my locker wasting my time. But to come in the spot where I smoke, you're really asking for it."
I looked at him with disgust.
"Excuse me, wow you are bold. You know I'm not scared to fight you and for you to claim a spot, very funny. Listen here, I take charge. You are not gonna be telling me what to do and when to do it. So back the fuck off."
At that point I was pushing him against the wall, finger on his chest. Obvious anger in my actions.
He scoffed and walked off in anger. It felt good to show him that side of me. I smirked and flicked the cigarette to the ground and stepped on it twisting my foot to make sure it was no longer lit. I walked back inside.
