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Chapter 5: Beegone Thot

Bricks fell onto the poor car, hitting me in the prosses whileSocks and Boxer got out of the jeep. Hell, the bastards even threw on sunglasses and looked down the hallway as if they were on a catwalk. In contrast, other classmates look towards them in confusion and awe as some dumbasses actually drove threw the brick walls.

The hallways were lined with my classmates and other Daten High School peers, and they had all eyes again. That was the common theme between these two, after all.

"Who are they?!" One student called out.

"Are they celebrities ?! Is this a movie scene or music video? " Another one called out.

"We're angels, dicks." Dramatically Boxer flicked off his sunglasses and raked his fingers over his messy blonde hair. Only for Sock to pan over to his brother.

"...You know what incognito means, right? It's the opposite of that..." He'd sighed. Though he seemed to soak up the attention regardless of his words. Both of them would turn towards the car, looking me as if I was the one who drove through the wall...on the second story. "You coming, Sugar Tits?" Sock barked. I slowly get out of the car, feeling a few more bricks tumble around See Through, who didn't even scratch. Some of the classmates blinked as they found that I was with them. Ugh great. Now I would be in the center of everything...that's not what I want.

"Finally, hurry up if you wanna keep up with us, Chica." Boxer snapped.

I'd walk behind them as they shrugged and continued down the hallways. "So... about this Ghost...?" Sock would hum unwrapping a baggy of strawberry pocky. "

"Fuck if I know. I just wanted to get away from that bitch." He'd wink at a few girls to make them giggle.

Well...if they weren't going to look for the Ghost, I could go to class and act like nothing happened, right? "I'm going to class though-"

Before I could walk away, heavy footsteps and screaming could be heard, and a choir of buzzing noises. It sounded familiar. The sounds got louder as a green jumpsuited figure was running like his head was cut off. Speaking of head, where was their head? Oh well...it was replaced by a swarm of bees. 

The Way the kid was yelling and the ghost hunter's aesthetics. Oh...oh, wait, I know him!
"What the fuck...suspicious, aren't ya...?" The blonde one huffed before he reached in his pocket. He'd change his boxers into his gun with a flash before firing a few shots that would 'Pop!' off some of the bees until a familiar redhead appeared and fell down. Boxer, Sock, and the rest of the students in the halls roared with laughter. Though I blinked and approached the poor swollen figure, which twitched in pain. Next to him was a honeycomb; oh shit...there was only one guy that had that. Well, they could deal with it later.

"Oh, no! Look at the mean scary Ghost~!" Boxer poorly acted out insulting and humiliating the boy.

"Lets bag this one and take it home to Garter~!" Sock chimed in.

"Do you fucking mind?!" I snapped back, only for them to scowl at me. "Brief, are you okay?" I asked, kneeling next to the ginger boy who struggled to push himself up.

[Boxer's POV]
Really? (Y/N) was really tripping over some little virgin fuck? Tch, that little bitch looked like the only tits he saw was his dad's.

Sure the (H/C) girl's tits were great, but did that little bitch actually think he could score with her? She wouldn't even let me bang her! Ha, what a loser!

Whatever, if (Y/N) wants to act like that whore Garterbelt, then it's her life. We really need to get her out of the house and onto someone's dick. Mine; I'm that someone. Though least teasing the fire crotch was fun!