She's not my girlfriend: a Marilyn Manson and the spooky kids fanfic

Should b me with da lanky boi! twiggy pov

Poor Missi, she was always treated like dirt.
I mean hey, her fucking problem for banging that hot, tall, lanky, wish he would fuck me in the ass and call me his special boy, Brian Warner. Oh god was my dick starting to stand up straight at the thought of that?
Yep...yep it was.
"Aw babe, did I give you that," Jessicka said as she starred down into my crotch. Ugh, gross. This girl really think she be making my peepee hard. One of these days I gotta get rid of her. But today shall not be that day only cause she gives good blowies.
"Heh yeah totally," I smirked while obviously lying.
After that we continued eating our burgers and fries, watching everyone around us skate. I wasn't much of a skater myself, but if Brian was gonna be around then I'd totally pretend to be. However, whenever I would get on the rink, little kids would always try to push me or try to look under my dress. Normally I thought those situations would be the other way around.....awkward. Anyways, I continued my observation, stuffing fries into my mouth as I did so.
Fiddle grin was bragging to all the less than minimum wage workers about his Gucci outfit, a very typical thing for him to do.
Look, If I'm gonna be real here, I know this man isn't rich because of bitcoin, but because of his drug operation. I only know of it because after someone stole my star wars water bottle, I really wanted to OD. That water bottle was Special to me mainly because of how cool the design was and the amount of time it had been shoved into the depths of my tight asshole. Unfortunately, the black tar heroin I bought from Fiddle just wasn't good enough.
To the other side of the rink was Pootesky. I cringed watching him desperately trying to convince some girl to bang him. Sorry honey, your uncircumcised dick really isn't gonna cut it here for most girls. I mean it wouldn't even win me over and I'm pretty fucking gay myself.
And last but not least, Brian. Effortlessly skating around in circles around with this girl.
That should've been me.
I got up from my seat, "okay Jess I'm gonna go skate, if you want you're welcome to join me."
Really hoping she says no.
"I'm alright for now," she says with a smile.
Oh thank whatever god there is.
Managing to make my out on the rink, I skate towards Brian and this new girl. Judging by what she's wearing and how she acts towards us, it's clear that she's never sucked off hobo joe, who lives down the street, for some dope.
"Hey guys"
"Sup Jeordie," Brian says fiddling with his hair, "care to join us?"
"Bri...." the girl says sounding kind of whiny.
I raise my brows. What? Did she not want me to hang out with them? Clearly this bitch thinks she too good for all of us. Ummm hello has she even seen Brian's lunchbox collection? Even I think that's embarrassing and I have a yoda dildo collection. Oh wait...no one even knows about that. Shit.
Before I could even protest the two of them bolted off.
God damn you Brian and your fast skating skills. Whatever, off to join Parkinson's man it is.