Cyrus' POV
It was a Friday and on Fridays Tj and I met at our swing set. We'd started this in 9th grade when we'd only had 1 class together. It was our way our making sure we didn't lose touch. Ughhhh. The school parking lot was a mess. There was no way I was gonna make it to the swings anytime soon. I pulled out my phone to text Tj that I was gonna be late. About a minute after I sent the text I heard an old car horn that belonged to the car behind me. I checked my rear view mirror and sure enough it was Tj. He was always working on his beat up truck. It was his pride and joy. The line started to move. Finally.
Tj's POV
It was a Friday which meant I was meeting Cyrus at the swings. The school parking lot was an absolute disaster. But I guess that's what happens when you give a bunch of teenagers cars and tell them to park in the same area then let them all leave at once. I saw that I got a text from Cyrus, my man. He told me he was gonna be late to the swings. Little did he know I was right behind him. I honked and saw him look up and give me a smile. The line started to move. Fucking finally.
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Stumble
FanfictionIf you were in a room of all the people you've ever loved and you were drunk whose arms would you stumble into? "Tj are you drunk?" Tj and Cyrus have been best friends since eighth grade. It's getting near the end of senior year and there's this mas...
