Druffering Stories

🦋. ⠀ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏hi! this is my first attempt at a book, so i do apologise in advance. @ ⠀ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏please give me ideas as i continue !⠀ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ 💧 ⠀ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ 🌑 ⠀ ͏͏ ⠀ ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏FOCUSED ON : DRAKE - tmf ship : . . " not all stories end the way you may want them to , there will be a day you realise that . " . . @ 🪼

*This is a fanfic* about a 16 y/o boy named Drew. Drew is a very mean and controlling person who lost his bsf Jake because they got into a fight. Jake choose the music club over Drew btw. Ever since Drew has been misreable and got high on everything he could've found. He started sneaking around the kid's playground with his friends Liam and Henry, and they smoked behind the trees so the teachers wouldn't notice them. One day a little girl saw them and decided to go up to them all curious of why were they hiding a couple of minutes away from their high school. Here is where the story begins. . . Enjoy its short and angsty ;) (druffering added)

The last time Drew talked to Jake was when he called him a freak. Something he thought he would never do, but at that moment he wasn't able to control his frustration at Jake putting together all the times he picked the music club over him and their friends. He wished he could talk it out without a fight, but Drew knew that wasn't something he was able to do anymore. Since he didn't even go to the contest the music club participated in.. Jake had won the contest, he couldn't be happier. Something was missing, someone or even some people. He did enjoy his time with his new close friends. A door to the past had been closed, but had it been a good thing or not?

"Whatever, I'm done with you.." "Have a nice life," "Freak." The only thing going through my head was the argument, it has been a week, a whole WEEK! And I'm still not over it, what the hell?! I've been hidden in my room since the competition, haven't even went out for dinner in a bit, last time I ate something was.. 2 days ago? No no no, 3? I don't know I lost count! I've been lying here, alone. Just like middle school! I was ALONE! I WAS THE FREAK. NOBODY LIKED ME. I guess once a freak, always a freak.

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