chapter three

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me and trevor don't go anyplace in particular, we just walk. I tell him about my mom, kicking me out because I'm "different then everyone else". i told him about me in general, my likes dislikes, all that shit. he told me about him too. he's a YouTuber.

we decide to head over to the mall. we get Panda Express, and he insisted we go in the Apple Store. apparently he really likes apple products. while he was in there, I went to h&m and bought some new flannels. we meet back by the fountain in the middle of the mall. we left the mall and trevor asked me what I wanted to do. he suggested that we go to his house. trevor just got his drivers license so he drove us to his house.

we went to his room and sat on his bed. i looked down at my shitty flip phone and checked my messages. trevor looks over at me and then glances down at my phone. "do you need a new phone?" he asks me. "no, ive had this one for years." stupid. that was a stupid reply. i could tell he was going to say something but didnt. he got up and walked toward a cabinet and grabbed a laptop off of it. he came and sat back down. he opened his laptop and attached his camera to the side of the computer with a cord. for a while he didnt do anything, then he pulled up a page. the rest of the time i could hear little cuts of his voice, then it would pause, trevor would do something, and then he played it again.
after that went on for a while trevor went onto a different page. youtube. he uploaded his video and titled it "APPLE STORE DANCE".

after the video finished uploading to YouTube, trevor changed his position and laid his head near my shoulder. i smiled as we watched tv and realized, i like him.

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