chapter eight

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(DAMN. My procrastination™ keeps me from doing a lot lmao. ALTHOUGH I DID FIND OUT I GET MY BRACES OFF IN NOVEMBER OR DECEMBER AND IM EXCITED.)

Colby walked around the corner just in time to see a head of blonde rush off down the stairs. Another note he presumed. He was surprised Brennen hadn't bothered him much in the last week but he wasn't going to say anything and jinx his chances. Colby pulled the paper plane off the locker, careful not to rip it.

Lmao good one.
Honestly idk why everyone says they're blue when they're obviously purple?? Like was the person who named them color blind?
QUESTIONS ILL NEVER GET THE ANSWERS TO
This is too random
I'm gonna stop writing now

-Sammy

"Sammy?" Colby held a small smile from the note, the blonde had a serious case of ADHD he meddled to check. Still, he fell for the boy. Colby pulled a pencil from his side pocket and began to write a response.

Traveling to the blue locker four hundred and seven on the first floor, he slipped the paper plane through the slot worried that a janitor may think it's trash and throw it away.

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