Watch my back
Chapter Eighteen
*time lapse*
“So you guys have any idea how to like, play this game?” I gave the boy a blank gaze while Frank stared at him sarcastically. “Dude I’ve been playing kickball since the third grade!” Mikey piped up. “Good, just making sure you got no excuse when we kick your butts!” the guys sneered and stuck his tongue out before going to highfive his pals. ‘psh real manly’ I thought to myself. “Hey gee do you have a terry tie, I need to put up my hair!” I turned to see an advancing Ray who was holding his bunched up hair with one hand and searching his pockets with the other. “Uhh sure…one sec.” “oh dude thanks so much!” I fished out my pocket knife and handed it to him. “You bitch gee! I already told you im not gonna cut my hair..but good one though.”
I smirked as he shrugged and let his hair down. “hey babes here you go!” Mikey said with a smile holding up a hair band. “a little late Mikey -_- but thanks anyway. Can you hold it a sec?” “Sure!” Frank answered and I immediately knew they were up to something. We watched as Ray struggled with the thick mass of golden brown curls and knots, just to put it in one. I just giggled slightly, strangely looking forward to what they had planned. “Thanks” he said again, reaching out for the band. His big, broad smile fell off his face, growing onto Mikey’s, Frank’s and mines as the band broke in his hand. I chuckled inwardly. I still felt kind funny around him and about trusting him, but only a little. That and I kinda have no choice since he’s Mikey’s boyfriend and Frank’s best friend.
“Mikey I DON’T believe you!” he shouted in mock anger. “Ha that’s too bad Rayray.” Mikey laughed, sticking out his tongue at him. “oh you’re so gonna get it!” Ray tackled Mikey to the ground and began making out with him…like really heated. “Ooooookay! This just piped up from pg-13 PDA to NC-17 PD…sex! C’mon guys get a room!” Frank yelled at them to which they just giggled. “Yeh you fags get a damn room!” Screamed the same little annoying brat that spoke to us a few moments ago. Franks response was simply grabbing my short silver hair(which was now growing out) and kissing me like we were gonna die in the next three seconds. “Eww! That’s digusting! Boys! I am NOT playing kickball with a bunch of gay fags!” He screamed, huffing and stamping off like a three year old girl! If you ask me, he was behaving more like the gay fag. I think even his team thought so too because the stated silently ‘yeah’ing and high-fiving each other behind his back.
“Alright guys, make out later. Let’s get this show on the road!” one of them shouted grabbing the kickball. After that, a bunch of ‘yeahs’ and ‘alrights’ erupted and we were gonna start.
“So you guys have any idea how to like, play this game?” I gave the boy a blank gaze while Frank stared at him sarcastically. “Dude I’ve been playing kickball since the third grade!” Mikey piped up. “Good, just making sure you got no excuse when we kick your butts!” the guys sneered and stuck his tongue out before going to highfive his pals. ‘psh real manly’ I thought to myself. “Hey gee do you have a terry tie, I need to put up my hair!” I turned to see an advancing Ray who was holding his bunched up hair with one hand and searching his pockets with the other. “Uhh sure…one sec.” “oh dude thanks so much!” I fished out my pocket knife and handed it to him. “You bitch gee! I already told you im not gonna cut my hair..but good one though.”
I smirked as he shrugged and let his hair down. “hey babes here you go!” Mikey said with a smile holding up a hair band. “a little late Mikey -_- but thanks anyway. Can you hold it a sec?” “Sure!” Frank answered and I immediately knew they were up to something. We watched as Ray struggled with the thick mass of golden brown curls and knots, just to put it in one. I just giggled slightly, strangely looking forward to what they had planned. “Thanks” he said again, reaching out for the band. His big, broad smile fell off his face, growing onto Mikey’s, Frank’s and mines as the band broke in his hand. I chuckled inwardly. I still felt kind funny around him and about trusting him, but only a little. That and I kinda have no choice since he’s Mikey’s boyfriend and Frank’s best friend.
“Mikey I DON’T believe you!” he shouted in mock anger. “Ha that’s too bad Rayray.” Mikey laughed, sticking out his tongue at him. “oh you’re so gonna get it!” Ray tackled Mikey to the ground and began making out with him…like really heated. “Ooooookay! This just piped up from pg-13 PDA to NC-17 PD…sex! C’mon guys get a room!” Frank yelled at them to which they just giggled. “Yeh you fags get a damn room!” Screamed the same little annoying brat that spoke to us a few moments ago. Franks response was simply grabbing my short silver hair(which was now growing out) and kissing me like we were gonna die in the next three seconds. “Eww! That’s digusting! Boys! I am NOT playing kickball with a bunch of gay fags!” He screamed, huffing and stamping off like a three year old girl! If you ask me, he was behaving more like the gay fag. I think even his team thought so too because the stated silently ‘yeah’ing and high-fiving each other behind his back.
“Alright guys, make out later. Let’s get this show on the road!” one of them shouted grabbing the kickball. After that, a bunch of ‘yeahs’ and ‘alrights’ erupted and we were gonna start.
OH MY GOD YOU DID THE ORGY I LOVE YOU
1/26/14