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you got yourself a deal.

it had been 3 days since michael and i made our little deal, and things were kind of amazing. i wasn't high off my ass all the time, which was awesome for class, but i was also extremely anxious and depressed about everything.

i was walking out of my law class, when a strong hand slammed my books down to the ground.

"fucking freak!" the boy laughed.

brendon urie.

the kid with the scholarship to yale. the kid who got everything fucking handed to him.

"piss off, shitface!" i yelled giving him the middle finger. he turned around from his spot in the hallway and looked at me. by that time, the hall went silent and all eyes were on us.

"the fuck did you call me, gaywad? you look like someone took a massive shit on your head, then you combed it into a ponytail." he laughed with his friends.

"hey, at least my face doesn't look like it was on fire and someone tried to put it out with a fork. at least i got that going for me, you ass." i tried to turn around, but the bitch kept trying to make me snap.

"aw, is the little fag going to cry?" i bit my lip and glared at the forehead freak in front of me.

"it's no wonder your parents are so fucking disappointed in you." i grinned. brendon's head whipped to me, and his voice dropped.

"at least i have a family to call my own, house hopper."

that was the last straw.

i dropped my bag and made me way over to the douche.

i swung once at the tall boy, who stood an easy 5 inches over me. he caught my fist in his hand and twisted my arm around, making me wince.

"i knew it! bastards can't fight!" brendon laughed, pressing me into the lockers. i used all the force i had and pushed him off me. i swung and hit him in the nose, making him smack my cheek pretty hard.

"you punch like a bitch." i said while laughing and holding my cheek.

"you fucking asshole." brendon shoved me to the ground, and that's when the real fight began. people were cheering, people were recording it, and not once person tried to stop it.

that is, until michael got out of his algebra class...

brendon you're a bitch i'm sorry jk ily but i'm sorry about this short ass update. only 400 words :( ill try to get another chapter out today <3

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