A Crackhead's Trash Can

Ch. 1- VSCO Boys

sksksksk and i oop- Wesley insisted on being in a Wattpad story SO HERE YOU GO WESLEY NOW STOP BOTHERING ME ABOUT BIO AND SPANISH

Dennis, I'm not sorry at all. :D

This story is dedicated to one of my best friends (don't worry Sarah and Amy I love you two too) (And Lavenia) (And Tiffanie)

Now suffe- enjoy this work of art! <3 uwu

Weskskskley Pi fiddled with his seashell necklace.

"Oh. my. gOD! I forgot my metal straw at home! How am I going to drink my pinkity drinkity if I can't sksksksksksave the turtles?" he whined.

"No fear, Noah Skskskshifter is here!" Noah threw a scrunchie at Wesley.

"How is a scrunchie going to help anything?" he sobbed. "I CAN'T SAVE THE TURTLES WITHOUT MY METAL STRAW!"

Just then, Wesley blacked out as a giant, flying hydroflask knocked him out.

"AND I OOP- Oh no! I'm so sorry Wesley! Are you okay?" Dennisksksk yelled.

"It's okay,, he wasn't wearing his oversized Bellis shirt today, so you shouldn't feel bad for him." Noah replied. "I mean, at least you didn't get your hoodie dirty."

"There's some blood on it!" Dennis cried.

"And I oop oops- never mind."

"There's nothing a scrunchie can't fix!" Stephen said, rushing in on the scene.

He opened his kanken backpack and dumped out hundreds of multicolored scrunchies.

"Ooh that sksksky blue scrunchie is really cute" Dennis gushed.

Wesley awoke all of a sudden.

"See! I told you scrunchies fixed everything!" Noah said, triumphantly.

"For the LAST time, a scrunchie isn't going to solve anYthiNg!!!"

Wesley was pelted with a flying array of different colored barrettes.

"Dennis, you should've thrown that hydroflask harder."

"NO NOAH, it'll dent it!" Dennis shuddered. "And also, my stickers are too precious to get scratches on them."

Dennis suddenly screamed as he inspected his nails.

"OH MY GOSH I CHIPPED MY ACRYLICS!" he skskskreeched.

"Well you need short nails to play your 3rd violin anyways..." Stephen added.

Dennis pouted and sat on the floor.

"Oh ewwww your lips are so chapped!" Wesley mocked. "Here, take my carmex."
A small tube of lip balm flew into the air and whacked Dennis in the face.

Noah threw a bottle of Mario Badescu facial spray at him as well. "You're going to need to take better care of your dehydrated skskskin or you'll get pimples, honey."

"Speaking of hydration, I need to water my sksksksucculent soon!" Joaquin gushed, joining the group. The boys turned to look at him.

"Oh my goshhh your checkered vans are sooo cuuuuute!" Wesley complimented.

"GUYS GUYS GUYS GUYS! WE NEED TO MAKE FRIENDSHIP BRACELETS!" cut in a voice. "AND HATS!!"

"What are you doing here Preston? I thought you were at the beach taking aesthetic polaroid pictures with your new camera!" Dennis asked.

"Yea I was, but I heard that there was this store (@lairyfights.co) in the school selling waterbottle stickers and I just HAD to snatch some for my hydroflask!" he replied.

Noah suddenly gasped. "Why are you wearing capri track pants?" he yelled.

"My really short panty-length shorts were in the wash!" Preston complained.

"How shameful of you" Wesley tsksksked as he fidgeted with his tube top.

"Ugh, my messy man bun is starting to come undone." Joaquin muttered.

"Boyssss, lunch is almost over. I hope you guys finished your garden salads and your pink drinks!" Joaquin interrupted once again.

"Ah, yes."
"See ya, skskskquad!"
"Bye babies!"
"And I oop and I oop and I'm off!"

As Dennis started skipping to Englsih class, he ran straight into the girls.
"What."
"The."
"Heck."

Shanon, Rebecca, and Amy stared at the horror in front of them. 

END.

hEY GUYS WELCOME B A C K TO ANOTHER TRASHY WATTPAD STORY THAT I RANDOMLY THOUGHT OF WITH SOME FRIENDS. 

I really hope my bgfs don't disown me after this.

But I'm not sorry at all.

"Why can I picture every single one of them doing this" -Shanon 2019

Ok bye

w/love, 

Rebecca