Chapter 30: School Break's Fly By

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Bandit's POV

After we saw Billie we went to a party at someone's house, I don't know whose it was but it was fun. Then we crashed at Tré's house on the living room floor, only to be woken up by Tré and Mikey because they wanted to go to Gilman.

It's been long, but amazing few days. It's already Thursday night sadly... Gerard and Mikey leave tomorrow night. It went by too fast. Even though it'd be fucking chaos I'd love to just live with all of them. And by 'live with' them I mean be neighbors with all of them because I think I could only handle living with Gee and Mikey without losing my shit.

After Gilman we got burritos, we've gotten these everyday since Mikey and Gerard got here... my digestive track hates me to say the least. But the Jersey boys love them and don't have this place back home, so we got them every damn day.

And now... Tré really wanted to have some time with Lisea so the rest of us were hanging out in my room. We were going to sit in Tré's basement but my mom is home more often and was fine with Mike joining our party. Luckily my mom never had a problem with Gerard and Mikey sleeping over or sleeping in the same room as me. I mean it's probably because we've been hanging out for years and slowly we were just allowed to sleep in the same room because our parents finally realized we weren't gonna 'do anything.'

The Mikes were laying on the floor while Gee and I were on my bed. We were all tired but we had to soak up time with each other. We were also pretty stoned so we were having a blast.

Mike was going on a rant about our gym teacher. "Listen, all I'm saying is that me and soccer aren't a thing. And this fuckwad has the audacity to fail me because I can't do it."

"Mike, you didn't even try," I sighed.

"You hush it! I'm bad at sports so I'm not doing shit in that class!" he whined.

"That's why we skip that class!" I laughed.

"Are you with me or against me?!" he yelled dramatically.

"Mike, I'm with you, but we skip and when we're there we don't try, we're gonna fail regardless," I explained.

"Can you just let me hate him?!" He laughed.

"Yes, hate him all you want," I sighed and laughed.

"I can't wait to graduate," Gerard sighed.

"Me too," I nodded.

"Me three," Mike added.

"You fucking seniors," Mikey rolled his eyes.

"Sorry Moikey," Gerard laughed, "loser."

"Fuck off Gee," Mikey hit Gerard's feet with a pillow.

"Never!" Gerard laughed. "We've suffered the whole four years!"

"Senior year is a breeze," Mike nodded to him.

"Not when you have Bandit and Billie drama!" Gerard retorted.

"Gee, this was like watching television for you," Mikey countered.

"Yeah! You didn't suffer like Mike and me," I added.

"I still had to listen to you bitches," he rolled his eyes.

"You thrive on drama," Mikey continued. Mike and I laughed at Gerard.

"I still love you," I told him, "even when you thrive off my suffering."

"You could never not love me," he nodded.

"Sad, but true," I sighed. "Shall we go to the diner in the morning for all times sake?"

"Yes! Maybe we'll be able to eat in peace this time," Gerard laughed.

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