Bipolar // mashton

"Welcome to the band." He says shaking my hand, which was probably sweaty. "Yeah, your really talented." He pat my back, making me smile shyly. "I don't know, he was pretty terrible, in my opinion." My eyes widened and I gulped nervously. "I mean, can we seriously put the band in this position?" He asked the two boys who were staring at him, wide eyes and all. "What do you mean?" His voice was shaking. "I mean, do we really want a faggot in our band?" He seethed.
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"Hey guys." I said, joining the three lad on the couch. "Hey." He said, smiling at me, his blue eyes twinkling. "Sup." he called from the other side of the couch. "Hey, wanna go do something later? Since these two are ditching us to be with their girlfriends." He smirked at the two blushing boys. "Hey! Hanna has nothing to do with this!" The blonde laughed punching the green eyed boy who was now rolling his eyes. "Yeah, and plus I haven't seen Skye in like four months! We need this. Sorry for not being single like the both of you." His brown eyes flickering over to us. "Well, I have him. So we don't need you!" He stuck out his tongue. "Y-Yeah." I stutter, because after six months of abusing me daily, he's acting like we've been best friends since forever. +++++++++++++
This boy is seriously bipolar.