Chapter two | fellow losers

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You looked down and realized you were shielding your brownies. You then did a weird smile on that you then quickly realized was probably creepy to him but you continued. "Wanna go outside and eat these?" [holy shit that sounds wrong out of context] He looked startled but would do anything for brownies "ok I guess" he replied looking nervous, you probably being the first girl you've talked to in awhile. You and him walk through the party, almost getting lost along the way.

When you get outside there was no one out there, then again no one really hangs out on the front porch at a party. You both sat down on a single bench, squished together. You then moved the brownies to the place between your and ...wait, you never even got his name... "so uh, never got your name," "Micheal" he replied, "(Y/N)," you returned. Anyways, you moved the brownies between you and Micheals lap. He took one and you followed, they tasted pretty good. You both looked at the other house that were across the road. You started to study Micheal, not in a creepy way or anything. He looked like the after picture of a proactive commercial. You then moved to his shirt. It was a blue tidepod-ish colored hoodie with the word "Slazo" written on it. You didn't know what it meant but it was a conversation starter and the awkwardness was worse  than your grades. "Slazo?" You said sounding more like you were stating something rather than asking. "Oh," he said nervously, kinda blushing, what the hell was this Slazo thing, his pornstar name or something? "It's my YouTube channel," close enough. "YouTube?"  You asked like you were confused "It's my job,"...

Shit.

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