hi there, im patrick and i really like someone...like, really.
his name is pete wentz, he's kind of a jackass but he's obnoxiously gorgeous.
uhh??
what else do you want me to say?
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(a high school in illinois. illinois is boring, it's all plains and uGGHH. hmu if you're a fellow illinoisan)
i walk into school, hating the scent. it smells like old people and absolute shit, body odor possibly. it's gross.
i mean, when you're around at least 800-1,000 kids from ages 15-18, it's fucked.
they're all horny and sweaty and smelly. yuck.
the bathrooms are full of cum, the trashcans are full of broken condoms.
no wonder teen pregnancy is rising.
so, i begin walking to first hour.
gym.
gross.
i mean, i hate changing.
my body is covered in cuts and stretch marks and it's...im too insecure.
i have gym with pete, i really hope he isn't like the other boys...
speaking of other boys.
"fatass!"
i turn my head, seeing one of pete's friends.
fucking gabe saporta.
listen, gabe is fucking sexy and he will turn you on...especially when you're backed into a corner and have a...kink.
hey, stop judging me!
i can be a kinky boy too!
"what, saporta?" i hum, sliding on my joggers.
gabe grins, slowly walking over and slamming myself face-first into the locker. it didn't really hurt.
"g-gabe hey what-"
oh.
okay.
uhh.
yeah, lemme tell ya.
gabe has one mighty cock.
and it sure likes to poke ya.
would ya look, people are staring.
great.
uhh.
help?
just then, mighty emo man petey swoops in and saves the day!
i wish.
gabe had fun teasing me, (and thankfully not penetrating me) in the locker rooms.
heh...
so, uhm...
yikes?
i guess?
i mean, a sexy uruguayan guy almost fucked me...
but he's not pete.
I'd fuck gabe because...well...it's gabe. duh.
I'd fuck pete because i love him, not just to fuck.
ha...
hooo...
yeah.
this is awkward, huh?
well, uhm..
to be continued?
author please end this.
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a/n: sooo...should i make a part 2? yibbidy hibbidy boys
