"--I want you to share that air with m-- AH!" A sudden car honk cuts off my encore, along with my poor excuse of what I like to call, dancing. I hear boys laughing as I press my foot lightly against the gas pedal, only moving a mere foot due to the traffic. Glancing to my left, I see two guys: one driving and glancing at me, and the one in the passenger seat typing on his phone with a grin splattered on his face. No complete stranger to the two, I come to realization that it is no other than Zach Herron and Corbyn Besson. » Zach Herron Fan Fiction » #27 in wdw (7.28.18) - highest rank first year #5 in wdw (7.27.20) - highest rank #1 in zachherron (11.1.20) - highest rank

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