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Started August 18, 2019 by @ElderGod-yellowqueen

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@Schadenfreude

Heyo!

Hi

Do you have any plot ideas

I liked your idea of the highschool kids.

Okie!

Who's who and template or no?

I don't usually do templates, and could you remind me of the roles? Sorry I'm sick so my brain isn't working well

You're good

Thanks bro

Basically a cliche. Jock and the nerd, bad boy and the good boy, the sad boi and the popular boi

Something like that

I really like bad boy and good boy

Okie, who's who

I can be the good boy!

Okie

Do you want them to already be hooking up and shit or like not

Yeah, I'm terrible with pinning.

So already in a relationship?

Yuperoni

Give me a few minutes to send a starter

Cool

Sawyer really did not want to be at school. He would rather be anywhere else but there. He wasn't planning on going to college so there really was no point in him going to high school. But his mother had lectured him time and time again that she would literally bury him in the backyard if he didn't graduate high school. He made the mistake one time saying that they don't have a backyard because they live in an apartment. She threw a spatula at him with deadly accuracy. He hadn't noticed it until hit him in the forehead. He learned never to interrupt his mom when she was lecturing ever again.
He slid his phone out of his pocket and discreetly texted his lover to meet him at the bathrooms in B hall in five minutes. After sending, he made the excuse that he needed to use the bathroom. He stood up and walked quickly to the bathroom and inside where he waited very impatiently

James had arrived at school a few minutes late, but the front desk people let him go without a late pass as he wasn't usually late. He might have been late because he was putting on makeup, but no one needed to know that. His phone vibrated in his messenger bag and he checked it once in the classroom, making an excuse to go to the nurse because he needed some aspirin for a headache. James slipped into the bathroom, sneaking up behind Sawyer and trapping him in a hug. "Hey babe!"

Sawyer snorted and turned in his grasp. He patted Jame's head as if consoling a child. "You're awfully chirpy today. Did someone let you drink coffee? You know how you get when you drink coffee." He said. He wrapped his arms around the small boy. He gripped his chin gently but firmly. "You look cute today. But next time, don't let it make you be late okay?"