The Two Gay Jocks Have Arrived

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Great. Alfred. I stopped walking and waited for the damn idiot to say what he wants to say to me. I look around and see Matthew. It seemed he saw his brother making his way towards me, he only shrugged his shoulders, shook his head, and gave an apologetic smile towards me. He then made his way towards me, but I knew Alfred would get to me first.

"Hey, Iggy!" I narrow my eyes toward him saying his little nickname towards me. What the hell does 'Iggy' mean? Before Alfred could steal the bowl of dried macaroni on my tray Matthew reached me.

"Hey Al." Alfred eyes lit up. He practically pushed Matthew down by putting his arm around his neck and having his brother supporting his weight.

"Canadia! What up, bro! Ha! Hahaaa!" Alfred yelled. He then tripped, which caused Matthew to drop his lunch all over the floor. We all started at the now empty tray and all the food strewn across the floor. My eye twitched.

"Oops, sorry bro." Matthew opened his mouth, probably to say, 'it's okay', but I wouldn't allow that.

"Hey! Pick that up, idiot!" Everyone looked at me as I yelled a the top american football player of the school. People whispered, placing bets. Alfred looked around, and then the food on the floor. Alfred narrowed his eyes into a glare.

"I'm sorry, are you actually talking to me?"

"Yes, I am. Now, are you going to pick that up, future gas station attendant." Alfred's glare faded as I felt two hands rest on my shoulder.

"Alfred asked you a question, da?" I gulped and looked at Matthew who was shaking his head no, to not say what I was going to say. Alfred, laughed, and grabbed the hands off my shoulder and pulled the hands' owner towards him. He wrapped his arm around his neck, having to stretch his arm a bit because of the hands' owners large stature.

"It's okay, Ivan! I should pick it up," Alfred's glared at me again, "I just don't appreciate his tone of voice." He smiled again at me. What was with this idiot's moods? "But, I'm glad that he's willing to stick up for my little Mattie wattie!" He squished Matthews cheek.

"Actually, I'm older than you." He was ignored. Alfred bent down and started to pick up Matthew's food. Ivan just gave a chilling smile at Matthews and my direction.

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