I'll be here~expensive headphones

1-your brother is-

Michael and jeremy have been friends for basically their whole life. and michael still couldn't comprehend how it only took one school year to break it. Michael tried not to over look that the past wasn't relevant to the present but it scratched the back of his head wondering if Jeremy still felt sorry.

of course if he asked, they would just break it off as a serious talk or arguement, in which jeremy would tell Michael to let it go. so he didn't bother. but it still boggled his mind.

Michael

I say next to the guy I call 'my best friend'. it seemed like I couldn't even call him that anymore. ever since..  the squip. Ever since that happened we're like two first graders who just met last year and still barley have any clue about the other.

I then shifted my face into a more concentrated look, to remeber what we were doing. right. like the usual, play apocalypse of the damned, and drink soda and eat junk until we feel like barfing out our insides. but until then, we were cussing out a t.v and eatting Doritos and drinking Pepsi and mountain dew together.

we were just about to start a new level, that was until we both heard Jeremy's phone ring. we could both tell who it was. cristineee~ Canigu-bluh as I like to call her. I was jealous of her more than I was jealous when my brother, Benjamin, when he got a pet hamster for his 12th birthday. It made me almost want to gag up the doritos, pepsi AND moutaindew. "uh-oh yeah, I'll be there in a sec- see ya- yeah, love you too!" he then made a kissing sound as a sigh of affection as he ended the call.

"you guys are so disgusting, with all the 'kissy-cutsy' stuff." I huffed. he just chuckled. "one day Michael you'll understand to be all 'kissy-cutesy' with someone" he responded giving me a reassuring  pay in the back. "I don't need anyboda'! I gots my weed!" I yelled taking out one of my joints.
he rolled his eyes. "well, see ya later buddy, don't get too high, or you're grounded!" he yelled sternly as he got his things walking torwards the door. "yeah, yeah mom, and you wear protection!" I tell back smiling, which soon dropped as I heard the front door close.

I was bored of playing black ops and went seaching for my brother through the neighborhood. ' he must be at that guy Chris's house' i thought as I walked in that direction. Chris had to be the hippiest gay I have ever met. he honestly reminded me of sanic everytime I got the chance to see him. he was basically the Jeremy to my brother. his long time best friend. so if Benjamin wasn't at home, he was at chris's.

I knocked on the door to the smell of weed greeting me. and I already knew who it was from.

in front of me stood a half brown, half blue haired hippy who looked somewhat high. but high enough to know what he was saying and doing.

he was about 5'6 while I was 5'4. making him only a little bit more taller. "hey little dude! long time no see!" he laughed, pulling me in for a nuggie. it was pretty hard to believe that these two grew up. I then started to laugh and got from under his grasp. "yeah, you too chris, but is my bro here?" I asked scanning his house myself. he then pointed to a half sleep man on his couch. "yeah... he's kinda.." the then made a finger gester in which meant crazy. I raised an eyebrow knowing he was talking about Benjamin was on drugs.

I walked over to him and slapped his thigh. he shot up only to say "I know karate!" and looked up at me. "I hate you..." he slurred before slumping back into his original position. only to pull me down next to him. "hey little bro." he greeted, dreamily. I sighed, expecting this, for and from a stoner. and hey, i guess it runs in the family.

we were all just talking and playing video's until I saw a familiar figure and voice. "yo chris, Benjamin." the voices greeted. wait, i know that voice-Rich. "Rich?" I questioned. "Michael?" he repeated. both of us ended up intensity stare at the other. "oh! michael, this is my lil' bro, Rich!" Chris smiled hugging his younger sibiling. "wait, you're related to-" "and you're related to..." we both stood there, comprehending our situation. "your brother is my brother's best friend! why haven't I known this!?"we both yell in sync. 'well, guess I'll be seeing Rich more often than I thought..'

(yay?nay? idk..BUT I GET TO BE THE FIRST EXPENSIVE HEADPHONES FAN-FIC!!!)