Are You Dense Or Something? ❀Kellic/Cashby/Jalex❀ (BoyxBoy)

The Psychedelic Rad Pack of Juvenile Delinquents

Vic POV

This is why I'm glad I like dick sometimes.

My brother, Mike, came across a sight that no man should ever witness. He saw his girlfriend of five years making out with Dave Escamilla, otherwise known as his "enemy". They had a falling out in middle school and the rest is history. I thought Dave use to be a pretty chill guy, but for someone to take another guy's girl (or guy) is pretty low. I don't care who seduced who, its still fucked up and both are to blame. Girls can do pretty shitty things. I'm not saying guys are not at fault, I'm just saying that I don't see how people put up with them.

Anyways, so there's this guy, who is quite possibly the cutest/adorablest human being to ever exist. He's been Mike's friend for as long as I can remember. We're friends too, its just that Mike tends to hog all the time he spends at our house. If he comes over, then they just "have to" check out this "new game". Whatever. I'm sure Mike just wants him all to himself. Ever since we were kids he's always gone after what I want. Austin says I'm just being paranoid and that I'm getting worked up over nothing.

"There's your brother with The Kellinator." My best friends points to the raven-haired beauty standing alongside Mike.

"Sweet mother of Satan, I swear he gets more beautiful everyday."

"Hey Fuentes, your gay is showing."

"Austin, I'm sorry. Are you afraid you're gonna catch my love for men?" I tease.

"Why no. I would just like to inform you when you seem too gay to function." He retorts.

Meet Austin Carlile. My right hand man. We're the best of friends. Some people might assume that we're dating but Austin is as straight as an arrow and he's not my type.

He and Amy (I just used a random name) are going pretty strong. They can be really sweet when she's not whining. She's usually a nice girl but she has a bitchy side. According to others, she's just all around bitchy.

"I don't need your help and people tell me that I'm amazing."

"Is Kellin one of those people?" Austin says with a smirk.

"God, I wanna murder you." I say walking away.

He catches up and slings his arm around my shoulder. "Nah, you love me."

I just roll my eyes and walk over to Mike. "Hey there!"

"Sup little bro." He says and ruffles my hair.

"Michael, I'm not that short."

Austin laughs way harder than he should've. "Dude, you're like two inches!"

"You're a fucking giant!" I scream, my voice cracked a little which doesn't help. "Everyone is two inches to you."

"Not me!" shouts Mike. They high-five.

"Shut up! You giraffe."

They go off, talking about whatever giraffes talk about. Now its just me and Kellin. Great.

I certainly am not a fan of silence, so I attempt to strike up a conversation.

"So, how's it going?" Phew. Last time we talked was during lunch and I asked what school he went to.

"Its going." He says with a smile. "How's the weather down there?"

If it was anyone else, I would've yelled or argued with them but this was Kellin and he just let out the most amazing giggle. "Yeah, yeah. I get that I'm embracing the stereotype that all Mexicans are short. I can't help it, blames the genes."

"So, how are you?" Small talk sucks ass.

"I'm okay. Life's alright. It could be better." By better I mean making out with you in my room while listening to Blink-182.

We sit near the quad. "Really, how so?" I don't know how to answer this question because I don't want to risk freaking him out and him never wanting to associate with me ever again. Mike and Austin come back just in time, so I don't have to answer the question.

"Have you guys seen Tony or Alex?" Mike asks.

"Not since Friday." I say.

Every Friday, our group hangs out at each other's houses. Last week, Alex told us that his family was taking a road trip to see some family members in Baltimore and Tony wanted to take a weekend to sleep in. Also, Tony has like the hugest crush on my brother. I tease him about it, but he'd die if Mike ever found out.

"I have this new game I want us to try out." Mike winks but I don't see why. Oh well.

Kellin looks like he just had a cringe attack. "Ahh yes. The game." Juniors are weird.

Tony comes over to our table with Alex in tow and just like that, the gang's all here. "Hey guys."

"You know who's looking fine today?"

We already know the answer so we say it in unison. "Jack Barakat."

Alex just gives us a wide grin. "You guys know me so well."

Here's the story about a little thing I like to call: Jalex. Alex likes Jack. Jack likes Alex. They don't know how to profess their love. Blah, blah, blah. Pretty cliché, I know. I think everyone can agree that they would be the dynamic power couple. They balance each other out like Kellin and I (at least I think).

"Look at him over there." We turn our heads to see Jack minding his own business, hanging out with Rian and Zack. "Why do I find him eating that burrito, cute?"

"You're so weird sometimes." Kellin says.

"Why don't you just talk to him?" Tony says.

My pink haired friend sighs. "If I did that, then I would cause." He steps into the table and raises a fist into the air. "Complete and utter mayhem!"

"Get down from there, Mr. Gaskarth." Mr. Iero says as he passes us.

"O, captain. My captain." Alex says and does a salute.

Mr. Iero is our favorite teacher and he's just like us basically. This school is pretty okay when it comes to teachers. The students can be dicks though. We're dicks too but a different kind of dicks. There's the mean kind, sarcastic assholes and then us. The idiots who do what we want and don't give a shit.

"So, what's the plan for Friday?" Alex asks.

"Ask your mom." Mike says.

"Nah. I think I'll ask yours."

"I swear you guys are five." I say.

"Nuh uh. Five and a half, bitch."

"Five year olds don't say bitch."

"This one does."

Being one of the older ones in our group, I always tend to feel like the babysitter. They get into the weirdest situations abd craziest adventures. They also love to have meaningless conversations about everything and anything. Give them a topic and they'll rant about it like there's no tomorrow. Austin and I are sort of the leaders. We pick up the pieces and we devise plans. That's just how it is.

We are the Psychedelic Rad Pack of Juvenile Delinquents.

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