We walked towards the white administration building.

I hate white! It’s hella boring and so so white. God I feel like Karen in Mean Girls, my IQ went down a few points.

Oh fuck, Mr. Edwards! I’m so screwed, I’m like the black guy in a scary movie always inevitably going to die. Yea well I’m him okay horrible analogy but fuck!

I wish I could fly! Ha-ha wow what the hell did my dad put in the food today.

“Hello Spencer, I was really hoping I wouldn’t have to see your ass in here.” He shook his head at me.

“Well your hot” I sighed “I swear my gayness will only get in the most of time but we can work things out.” I shifted my head side to side. “Don’t give up on us yet. Please!” My eyes started to become teary and I chuckled at his face.

“Spencer.”

Um fool is that makeup!

“Mr. Edwards, um I know this is a um weird question but are you wearing makeup?!” My face became serious.

Hehe wow and when I didn’t think things could get stranger, I’m proven wrong.    

“I can’t believe I fell in love with someone that wears more makeup than…

You’re so gay and you don’t even like boys
No you don’t even like
No you don’t even like
No you don’t even like boys”

“I-It’s not” he cleared his throat. “Makeup it’s just a tanning lotion.”

 Ha-ha yea and I’m a prostitute. Dude I would totally become a call girl they get paid up the ass. Okay maybe nooot…

“Uh huh then when did tan lotion become-” He cut me off.

“Spencer let it go, and I don’t know why but I’m going to let you off again. I know what I said just be lucky I hate Mrs. Babcock.” He smiled and dismissed me.

“Ah wait you have a week’s worth of detention, sorry kid but I can’t let you go without any reparations. They’d thing I was probably having an affair with a student, stupid bastards.” I laughed and turned to leave.

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 “Aiden and Ashley lets go somewhere.” They laughed and turned back around.

“C’mon, I’ll drive and I’ll even buy food. There is no fucking way you can pass that up.” I chuckled.