Vic's POV
"Mom! I don't want to do this," I exclaimed. My mom gave me a grin.
"Oh Victor, you look so adorable in your little costume!" She squealed. I glared at my mom and looked over at my boyfriend who was also pouting. Alan and I had gotten in trouble at school and apparently the only way for us to get out of trouble was to dress up as stupid elves and volunteer at the stupid Meet Santa Claus thing our school put on every year.
"I hate this."
"Shut up Vincent," Alan grumbled, still annoyed with me for getting us into this mess in the first place.
"Don't be rude."
"Well we wouldn't be doing this if you didn't get us in trouble!"
"You were a willing participant," I told him as my mom fixed my stupid elf hat. "Were the tights really necessary!?" I snapped at my mom, feeling like a total idiot.
"Don't snap at me!" my mom said.
"This is stupid."
"Maybe you shouldn't got yourselves in trouble then."
"It was a stupid reason to get in trouble," I mumbled.
"But you still got us in trouble!" Alan snapped.
"How many times do I need to apologize!" I exclaimed.
"A lot more because you got me in trouble! I had a perfect record Vic!"
"You're fine!"
"As if!"
"Oh my god will both of you stop. This is what you get," Alan's mom said.
"Vic did it!" Alan shouted.
"You helped, it takes two to have sex in an empty classroom," my mom chided.
"It was his idea!"
"You still did it with him."
"So?"
"So you're equally to blame."
"I am not."
"Yes you are."
"Am not."
"You are," His mom said. "Now both of you come on, we're going to be late."
"I don't care if we're late or not," I muttered.
"Well if you don't show up both of you are going to be expelled so let's go," My mom snapped.
"I know that!"
"Quit raising your voice at me, Victor Vincent."
"I'm not trying to."
"Well stop it," she said as the four of us trekked out to Mrs. Ashby's mini van and Alan and I got in the backseat.
"Babe, stop being mad at me," I whined.
"No, fuck you," Alan snapped.
"Why?" I said.
"Because you suck."
"I sucked you!" I exclaimed.
"Shut it!?"
"Both of you stop it," My mom scolded.
"Then tell your stupid son to shut up!" Alan muttered.
"Alan!" His mom snapped.
"What!?"
"Stop it."
"Fine!"
"Thank you!" She shouted.
