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Skrillex was putting on his pajamas a few hours later, and he found a note with his younger bae's messy writing on it in the back of his shirt. He facepalmed after reading it. "Dang it, I was only getting high so I would eat more dinner to have more energy for making songs the next day..." He thought as he laid down in his bed. "I hope Icey isn't mad that I messed this up."
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Isen's diary, Tuesday, 4:00 PM:
Back at my place again. Skril was bein' a hoe yesterday. -_-
School was okay, and I drew a picture of the guy with purple hair. I think I saw him smile at me when I walked by his locker. I smiled back, in a slightly creepy way because I can't like a dude without being a creep towards him, LOL. I went to the dump though and I found a few doritos, but only 1 or 2 cheetos. Today I saw him near the place I used to sit at recess. He was wearing his femboy shirt again, which looked frickin' hot.
Wednesday, 1:20 PM:
I walked by the purple bae and stared at him. He pointed at me as I was walking away, so I went back to the fabulous kid, who was currently dressed in a burgundy hipster cardigan, dark skirt and silver leggings. He motioned for me to sit down with his slightly chubby fingers. I sat with a smirk on the waxed school floor next to him, and he turned his head toward me, which flipped his beautiful purple hair in my direction. I wanted to grab it and touch the smooth goodness, but instead I just stared.
"Why you gotta stare?" He asked with a smile on his pink lips that faded into his face.
"'Cuz you're hot." I scratched the edge of my face casually.
"Like a disco inferno?"
"Heheh, sure." I smiled. I wondered for a second if he actually enjoyed disco music. "Are you staying alive?"
"Yep!" He laughed. "So, what's you're name, anyways?"
"Heh," I said quietly. "You can just call me Ice." I waved my hand to clear away any thoughts of my legal name.
"Okay, but why?" He looked at me again, scanning my outfit. The femboy spoke in a quieter but still understanding voice, "Are you trans or something?"
I blinked hard and quick to give myself a small fraction of time more to think. "Ehhhh, yeah." I smiled masculinely with only one side of my mouth to take away from the shyness I just displayed. That isn't my personality to hide things or be shy about myself. It's the frickin' insecurity from all the hate trans people get, and the crap feelings I get when I look in the mirror and can hardly see myself. I look like a poor person's art project because it looks like they couldn't afford a decent amount of clay to fill out my body the way it's supposed to frickin' look.
Anyways, his eyes got more sympathetic. That made me kind of mad because I don't like being treated like some dumb slag who can't handle stuff by themself.
He flipped his cute hair and said with a smile, "What gender are you, then?"
I silently took another smooth breath before my next sentence. "I'm a guy." I didn't look to see his reaction, since even though he looked like he was from Tumblr, he could be a total moron. Anyone could.
"Fully a guy?"
I smiled at him because people who actually understand gender are better than a lot of other hoes. Currently, I liked this dude. "Well, if you really wanna know, I'm a demiboy."
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Babe House
FanfictionCute musicians Skrillex, Deadmau5, Endigo, Seike, Kitcha, and Isen all live in the same house. Very gay things happen all the time, and it turns out to be fricked up and funny. Better description is coming soon. TRIGGER WARNING::::::::: self-harm s...