|| Its Either Me or Her! ||

Chapter XII

HELLLLLOOOOOO WASSUP PEOPLE. GUESS WHERE I AM? HUH HUH? I;M IN...LA! I SAW TWO OF MY YOUTUBERS. LIKE JOEY ANNNND WILL AND RJ. BUT I WAS TO NERVOUS TO SAY HI. LIKE OMG. BUT ANYWAYS I'M IN MY HOTEL ROOM AND I DECIDED TO WRITE A CHAPTER FOR YOU GUYS.

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JUST REMEBER, I THROW WATERBALLONS AT THOSE WHO DONT >:)

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Narrator POV:

Walking through hallways of Thunderman High School, Travis wasn't at his best today, it wasn't that his friends weren't doing their random and funny jokes like they do everyday, it's just what he was thinking about while watching his parents do this morning, the loving emotion in their eyes. He so desperately wanted. He wanted that type of relationship. No, He craved it. But being the stubborn person that he is, he couldn't bring himself up to is confident level to admit it to Troye.

That's all he concentrate on. He couldn't even pick on the Nine-ers. Which is a huge deal at Thunderman. Like mega. It's every year the jocks team up and pull pranks on all the freshmen. No body is shown mercy. But today Travis wasn't up to par. His body was there but his mind was racing to the moons.

"Duude, c'mon, there are a bunch of nine-ers in the quad, lets get the waterballoons in actions" Brock, a senior football player, nudges Travis in the shoulder. Travis jumps from the sudden impact. Wait what was he talking about? Waterballons? Huh?

"You ok man?" Brock asks once more. He may come off as a meathead but he actually does care for Travis, in a brotherly way. He noticed some changes in Travis for the past couple of days, but he paid no mind to it, he's probably worried about the state championship in a few weeks.

"Uh, yeah I'm fine, I uh gotta go" Travis quickly said and ran out of the cafe'. He Just needed some space. He was wandering the hallways, thinking and thinking. Travis was in a bind. One that wasn't going to let up so easily.

In the Dillion household, Troye was just waking up from a deep and wonderful sleep. He yawned and scratched his bed head, as his eye's adjusted to the lighting, he looked around his room and found it spotless. Huh, he could of sworn he fell asleep in a big pile of mess. He yawned once more and reached over to his bed side table to find his phone.

He turned it on and flinched from the harsh lighting. Geeez that's bright. He looked at the time. HOLY SHIT! He thought. He slept through first thru sixth.

That's so unlike him.

He tossed his phone back on the table, when he saw a note on his design for Ethan.

He picked it up.

Son,

I see how hard you were working on this outstanding design. It's great, why don't you stay home today, since you are dead beat tired.

Love , Dad

P.s: I came and cleaned your room before work.

Troye loked down at the note and smiled. He stuck it back on the table, and picked up the design along with his phone. He took a picture of it and sent it to Ethan and Matt : New design for your spare room. I'll get it done before I leave for Heatherly.

Troye got up out of bed, after debating whether or not to get up. What really happened was, he said he'd get up if he could beat his own score at Flappy bird. He got 109. So now he's in the shower trying to was down his birds nest of hair.

After mildly succeeding he got out wrapped in a towel when he got a text message

EBabe: That's awesome babe, why not get an early start on it today. come over?

TBear: Yeah i'll swing by the school and get a couple of paint sprays and b right ova.

Ebabe: Iight, late.

With a smile of his face, Troye quickly grabbed a snap back, skinny jeans, vans and a matching tank, Grabbing his wallet and keys. He slid down to the garage got in his new Corvette and off to school he went.

Travis was in Trig, it was the last five minutes of class, not like he was keeping up with what the teacher was saying anyway he simply wanted to get away, from everyone. Even Clarissa who was desperately trying to get his attention. Which was failing horribly.

Brrrrriiiiinnnnngggg

Yes! Travis mentally cheered as he made his way out of the classroom and to his locker.

He was about to put in the combination for his locker when he felt a presence. He looked around until his eye's landed on his mirror look alike Troye, decked out in a somewhat skater boi attire with those RayBan's on. He couldn't help but stare. He has it bad.

He watched his brother move through out the hallways moving towards the art wing. Assuming to get some supplies.

Travis finally had the strength to tear his gaze away and clumsily got his locker opened when a folded up piece of paper. He picked it up off the floor and unfolded it.

Hmm, secret admirer from a nine-er maybe?

He couldn't help but chuckle at the thought.

He opened it up and his eye's widened.

Travis,

I know your secret. It's so obvious. You like Troye, Your own brother. Isn't that kinda, i don't know hmm, gay. You aren't gay now are you? What would Clarissa say? Huh? What would the rest of the basketball team say huh?

More importantly what would Troye say? You obviously don't want him to find out.

But i could make that happen. You see Ive evsdropped on you and Landon's little "secret" conversation, and I've heard everything.

And I have a little proposition for you, My Dear Travis.

If you tell anybody about this note, I'll tell your secret.

You descretly tell anybody about this, I'll tell your secret to the entire school.

Oh and I will call you everyday with something for you to do.

And don't fret Travis, your secret is safe...For now.

-Unknown

Ps: STAY AWAY FROM TROYE!

Oh Shit!

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A/N: HEY GUYS. WOAH WE ARE BOANING ON THESE READS! I HAD SO MUCH FUN IN LA. BUT I'M SUPER JETLAG. UGH. I HATE THAT, BUT I PUMPED THROUGH IT JUST TO GET YOU THIS UPDATE.

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