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he should be coming, to this spot. there he is.

"hi, are you brendon?"

"you're fucking adorable" and he hugs me

"jesus christ"

"rolo holy fucking shit like your real"

"the name sounds more pathetic in real life" he released from the hug

"do you have money i want to go to hot topic"

"mm fine"

*

"HEY FUCKING HOMO!" i hear someone shout. brendon and i were walking side by side.

brendon looks over "thats him" he whispers. i look over.

"hey queer!" he approaches us

"whats your problem buddy?"

"who the fuck are you?"

"does it matter?"

"yes it does, you could be fucking hurting this queer"

"look who suddenly cares?"

"thats not what i meant"

"mess with my friend, you're gonna have to deal with me. and i don't let people go easily. brendons my best friend. and no one messages with any of my friends, and if you do, you're gonna have to deal with me."

"you don't even go to school with us"

"thats right, and if i would, i would be graduated."

"so the queer is in to older men?"

"hey, lay off."

"whats your fuciking name old man"

"my name is george ryan ross the third, and if you mess with my friend, you won't be happy in the end."

"george ross? you mean—"

"thats my fucking name, you heard it right."

"you're the son of—"

"im not playing this game, yes I'm the son of george ross, and if you don't leave my friend alone, then i will play a game"

"fine! fine! ill leave him alone."

"fucking god, so i have to parent you children? say sorry!"

"I'm sorry, brendon."

"fucking thank you."



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