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Before I knew it, it was morning. Which really freaked me out because 1. I had never slept over at a guy's house before (especially not guys I just met) and 2. IT WAS A SCHOOL DAY. I bolted up and looked around at the high school boys littering the floor; Gee and Mikey cuddling, Frank holding onto my foot, and a huge pile of hair on the floor next to the couch. Oh yeah, I have to remember not to refer to Ray as a pile of hair.
I tried to sneak out thinking maybe I could get home and change and make it to school just a little bit late but as I tried to make my way out the door, Mikey sat up sleepily. "Where--" he started before entering a coughing fit. I quickly sat back down next to him and patted his back as he hacked up his lungs. I was really surprised that the other boys hadn't woken up. Mikey may as well have been a tornado spinning through the room and they would still be sleeping like babies. Mikey grabbed my hand with his clammy one as he struggled for breath. "W-where are you going?" I quickly put the hush sign over my mouth before saying, "I gotta go to school." Mikey looked me up and down dramatically. "In those clothes? I think not." I looked down at myself. "What's wrong with them...?" I was wearing distressed skinny jeans with a dirty, wrinkled Two Door Cinema Club shirt and maroon high-top Converse like the Doctor's. "At least change into a clean shirt, jeez." I looked around, blushing slightly. "But... I don't have anything with me." He brought his arm to the other side of him and grunted as he stretched. Without a reply, he stood up and shuffled up the stairs, tripping on his PJ pants. He came back down a minute later and threw an Anthrax shirt at me. "Bathroom's at the end of the hall." he yawned and my eyes widened. "You like Anthrax?!" He stopped in his tracks and turned slowly. "You. like. Anthrax?" Our eyes met for a moment and I think I might've made a new best friend. "Hell. Yes."
He gave me a look of respect and headed to the kitchen. I went to the bathroom and pulled on his shirt (which smelled of good cologne and coffee) and tried to make my hair look something like hair before I heard Mikey's voice call out. "Wake up, assholes! Breakfast time!" I walked out of the bathroom rubbing my eyes and made my way to the kitchen where all the boys sat around the table half-asleep and Mikey tossed scrambled eggs on their plates and slammed a bottle of orange juice on the table. "Eat fast, we gotta get to school." A grumble came from the other three boys and Gerard whined. "Mooom, can't we just skip today?" Mikey whirled around in his red apron and pointed his spatula at Gee. "No, young man. You're going. And I am too." Ray's head drooped before he fell asleep with his face in the eggs and Frank leaned on his arm. "Ok just go on ahead of us. I pinky promise we'll be there." Mikey rolled his eyes and put his spatula down. "Whatever. I'm going. C'mon, Kara." Mikey grabbed his backpack on his way out, forgetting to take off his apron. I chased after him and debated whether or not to tell him. Looking at his face, I decided against it.

(Mikey's POV)

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"You okay?" Kara asked, golden hair falling into her face. Damn it, she was cute. I looked at her and tried to act nonchalant. "Hm? Yeah, my friends are just lazy bastards." She laughed and I tried to hide my smile. I grabbed her hand and pulled her along.

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Finally we made it Belleville High School and I let go of her hand, both of us out of breath. "Oh God, I gotta go." she said before pulling me into arms quickly and turning on her heel. I watched her go a little ways until I felt someone yank my hood back, choking me. "Let the fuck go, Derek!" I yelled to the air in front of me. I was slammed to the concrete wall and Derek cackled like an idiot as he held me there by my throat. "I'll let go if I want to, faggot. Where's your asshole brother?" I coughed and clawed at his fingers. I didn't have the time or energy for his shit today. "What's it matter? Not like you could take either of us in a fight." Derek laughed. "Looks like someone found his voice today. Is it because of that little blondie? Hey, she's pretty hot, I think I'll take her for myself."
He let go after pushing me to the floor and ran after Kara. My hands were scraped and the wind was knocked out of me but I clawed my way back up. I chased after him, but he had more energy and got to her before I did. He whirled Kara around and felt her up as I felt my skin crawl in disgust. I grabbed his shoulder and yanked him to where he was facing me before placing a clean punch right in his jaw and he was out.

Notes

I swear this one is better than the last and neither of them are that good but hey I'm trying. Bear with me here.