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BOYS DONT CRY, the oc
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Ongoing, First published Feb 10, 2024
Mature
"I try to laugh about it,
cover it all up with lies.
I try to laugh about it,
hiding the tears in my eyes,
'cause boys dont cry."




Oscar Atwood didnt even want to be in the car when his older brother stole it.

Sure, he wanted to prove that he was just like his brothers. That he was just as brave, just as smart, just as daring, and just as confident as Ryan and Trey were, but Oscar wasnt in the slightest. Oscar was awkward, liked to read, and didnt know how to talk to any girl other than maybe his mom.

But when Trey was fifteen he stole his first car, and when Ryan turned fifteen Trey took him out and stole another. It was practically an Atwood unspoken tradition, so Oscar had to follow.

Oscar mustve been bad luck- thats probably why it crashed and they got caught.





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