
We are...
Young
I sat in the back middle seat of the school bus,Ray and Gerard sat on one side of me and on the other Mikey and Frank, We were not cool kids we were just people that other people didn't piss off unless they had a death-wish, The bus was noisy as we drove stopping every few minutes to pick up more people,
"Whats a good name for a unicorn?" Mikey had his head in Sims 3,
"Your suck a Brony" I laughed shoving him slightly, I looked around, my eyes fell on Frank who was staring at someone,
"What ya looking at?" I asked moving so my face was pressed up against his to try and see,
"Nothing" He said bluntly,
"Are you looking at my brother?" I smirk,
"Maybe" He said awkwardly running his fingers through his hair,
"Hey! Hey Bro!" I waved my hands in the air and shouted down the bus everyone except my brother turned
"What are you looking at?" Gerard spat,
"Kieran!, Come 'ere" I waved my hands in the air again, He didn't move, I stood up "Kieran, Come 'ere!" I shouted again walking towards the front of the bus where he sat "No one else can ignore me, why do you think you can?" I whispered loudly about 3 inches from my face, he didn't move,
"Come 'ere, I have someone for you to meet"
"I know, I can hear you and Frank's convocations from the other side of town" He mumbled,
"Come on then" I said and pulled him up,
"I would rather not, I am single for a reason" He tried to pull back,
"Hey Kieran" Frank said awkwardly,
"Hey Frank" My brother smiled,
"I was wandering if you wanted to come and play paint ball on Friday" Frank asked
Thank you
12/8/13