Bose never knew he's real farther was he only remembers him as a baby and he feels like team would do better without him he always had to eat dinner alone because his step farther was busy working and his mother was always hang out with her f...
As Bose wake up to a other shity day knowing why he can't do anything right as he went to the bathroom and change to his emo phase with his ever lasting falt iron as he finished flat ironing his everything proof emo hair photo above as already put on his everything proof makeup and nail polish on as he's was finish getting dress was this
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As he walked down stairs and out the door with his songwriting notebook wearing a golden crucifix earring and black lipstick as on his motorcycle and go to swag as he remembered the karate style of the ansatsuken as he reach the property of swag as he parked his bike on the parking lot. As he entered the school saw chapa,Miles, Mika, Ray, and Schowz talking. R: hey Schowz you know who motorcycle is that. S: yes that bose motorcycle. C: bose you ride a motorcycl-. Everyone expect bose: (jaw dropped). B: what? M:your. B: I'm what miles. MM: what miles is trying to say is that you are. B: an emo. MM: yes. S: what happened to your Gorgeous Hair when it blows thought the wind people get hypnotize. B: while not any more (a breeze flowing through his hair people in sawg got hypnotize) guys (claps his hand and the people got unhypnotize). Everyone expect bose: huh. B: God damn it. R: language. C: ( walks up to bose) we can't help stare at those locks ( touch Bose's hair and plays with it). B: ( blushes and likening the feelings of Chapa's playing with his hair and walked away of Chapa's hands) so what lecture are you giving us today. R: how Henry defeat the toddler. As they went to there seats as bose was sleeping during the lecture as chapa remember the feel of Bose's soft hair in her hand as she went to hear the lecture.
