it was quickly soon sunday a few days after what you could call a date, at least mar saw it as a date- samy saw it as a pre-date.
Beep.
samy grumbled some random words as he pushed his MacBook off of his lap, then followed by his white puffy duvet. The boy rolled out of his bed and sludged to the other side of his room, picking up his phone "i swear i should have been born a slug" he muttered to himself as he opened up his messages. samy yawned and rubbed his eyes, reading over it again to make sure what he had read was actually written and not a figment of his imagination.
Unknown
Fucking stay away from mar u bitch hes mine
Samy
i think you have the wrong number, i have no clue who the fuck you are. sorry .
Unknown
Fuck u is this sammy chu ain it
Samy
you* samy* and yes, it is.
Unknown
Then i have the right number so stay away from mar or youll wish u never been born watch out.
"so?" jackson started once samy had sat down in their homeroom, taking little notice to the set seating plan. both malcom and ethan snapping out of their conversation which seemed to only be made of giggles and laughs "they're so gay for each other" jackson rolled his eyes a small laugh escaping his lips as he did so. "how was your weekend?" all eyes now on samy as he begun "some crazy psycho texted me to stay away from mar" samy shrugged, at this malcom's eyebrows furrowed "why?" he questioned "i thought you already were staying away from him" jackson added "about that..." samy trailed off "as long as he doesn't hurt the little Mr ha here I don't give a shit" malcom shrugged in honesty "fuck him for all I care, but beware jax will probably kill him if he hurts you" he continued, ethan then pointed to malcom eyes slightly widened as he nodded "true" ."so where'd you go with him?" jackson asked ignoring the two, who were in fact being truthful."McDonalds" "that man whore" malcom squealed flailing his arms about.
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