Screw you.

I AM NOT.

right now. We are inside the back of this bitches car. Trevor is next to me. That's all that really matters to me.. It's not like I care about his well-being or anything. I DONT LIKE HIM. To all you TREVERK shippers. He doesn't like me idiots. Blah blah. He's smiling at me in the car. What an idiot.

"For once would you STOP smiling at me?"

"Sorry Derek.."

"DONT be."

"But?-"

"Not my point Trevor."

"Uh.. Derek?"

I feel a light tap on my shoulder and turn around

"what?"

"Your like.. a WAY nicer person now!"

"Shove that nice up your ass Trevor."

"This is what I mean!"

He hugs me in the back off the car as I yell

"GET OFF ME."

He smiles gently as the red headed bitch called emily looks back at us

"YOU TWO FOR FUCK SAKE STOP FIGHTING."

"HES THE ONE HUGGNG ME?"

"AND HES BEING REALLY NICE TO ME."

"STOP OR ELSE ILL CRASH THIS CAR AND KILL ALL OF US."

"DRIVING IN THE CAR WITH YOU AND TREVOR IS LIKE BABYSITTING. NOW SH"

"Jeez. Okay mom?"

"Shut it before I crash this car DEREK."

"Yeah Derek.. maybe you stop before she ACTUALLY kills us.."

"..fine."

I shut up because I'm probably annoying Trevor. WAIT WHAT DO I CARE? I DONT have to shut up because someone told me to! But.. I'm doing it on my own will !

"..And before you think I'm shutting up because you said so.. your wrong! Yeah!"

"Awe! Your so sweet Derek.."
Trevor is already at the point of giving me a hug. I'm not ignorant so I Hug back but yell

"I AM NOT?"

"sure.."