I Guess We'll Never Know (adopted by fob)✔

Eight

Ty
"Day 5 and Tyler still won't talk to me." I groaned and laughed. "Really Dave?" He shrugged. "You want to hang out this weekend?" "Sure. I want to dye my hair and I know you want that nose ring." "Hell yea." I went to steal half of his cookie. "Bitch you may be my best friend, but you can't take my cookie." I smiled and took a piece anyway. "Sharing is caring." "But I don't care." I held my hand to my chest, a fake hurt look on my face. "Can I come over to yours tonight? We have that art project and I want to see what the Wentz family is like." I snorted. "We're not perfect but getting there." Its true, Pete and I still fight sometimes. But it's nothing like our first fights. He respects me and I respect him. "I don't care if you come over. Pete is still skeptical over the whole you being gay thing." Dave told Pete he is gay and Pete literally died of shock. He still thinks its a cover story, but he is nicer to me about Dave being my friend. "I'll believe it the day I see you with a boyfriend." Pete's exact words.

"See if you're mom will let you spend the night." He grabbed my leftover pizza and grabbed his phone. "Do you think someone will join our little cult?" I choked on the Monster I was sipping. "Maybe, if you don't call it a cult." We shared a few more laughs before lunch ended. I jumped on Dave's back. "To art, peasant." We walked into the art room and got an amused smile from Mr. Byers. (No joke that's my art teachers name. I literally died.) We sat down at our usual table. I noticed a kid come in and he didn't look familiar. "Mind if I sit here?" He has a thick Hispanic accent. "No go ahead. We're lonely." I laughed at Dave's forwardness. "I'm Tyler, call me Ty and this dork is Dave." Dave flicked my ear. "I'm Oliver, call me Ollie." I smiled at him. "Dave I think we found our Castiel." He shoved me, hard enough for me to fall on the floor. I fell with a thud and I burst out laughing. "Sorry, died a little." Ollie chuckled while Dave and I died from laughing.

"Bitch." "Jerk." When we met, we both had a deep love for Supernatural. We basically had the brother and sister bond that the Winchester brothers had. That makes no sense buttfuck it. "Mr. Byers can Oliver join us in our art project?" The teacher nodded, making three smiles stretch across our faces. "We're working on the project tonight if you want to come to mine. I'll tell you that my dad is a bit hesitant for me having guy friends. He's getting there though." "Hopefully your dad isn't the same as my brother. He raised me, and he is protective as fuck." "Who's your brother?" "Tony Perry."