misogynists ➫ d. twins

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{thick girl appreciation}

the hallways filled with bustling teenagers. chatter filled my ears, causing me to insert my headphones. i walked out of the front door, hundreds of students soon following after. saved by the bell. i thought to myself. i grabbed a cigarette out of my black trench coat and held a flame at the end of it, watching the smoke rise from the burning butt. i drew in a long breath, letting the smoke fill my lungs, soon breathing out a long breath, examining the smoke leaving my lips in a straight line. i began walking slowly, letting the fresh layer of soft snow crunch under my boots.

"smoking's bad for you." someone shouted from behind me. i held up my middle finger being weighed down by my rings, unaware that a teacher saw me. "watch yourself mr. dolan." a feminine voice called. i rolled my eyes and began heading towards my bus, letting my cigarette fall from my fingers and dropping my black boots onto them.

if you were wondering, no, i'm not emo, i just like the color black.

i took out my headphones and greeted my only friend; my brother. pretty sad, yes, but i'm not one to be bothered by other students, unless some slut wants a quick fuck. i'm always down for that.

i lingered outside the school, a few girls arranged themselves into groups a few feet away from me. i soon tapped into their overlapping  conversations. i noticed a few faces, but none of them meant anything to me. my brother grayson filed out of the building with a few sparse groups of teens. he stood to the right of me, we greeted one another with our handshake, catching a few eyes, but i could care less.

i grabbed another cigarette and lit the end of it. "so i heard aniyah's pregnant." i spoke, a few smoke clouds filling the cold air around my mouth.

"yeah i know, i got her knocked up, but she doesn't know that." grayson chuckled.

"that's not funny grayson. if she finds out; you're gonna be a father, and who's to say she won't get a dna test done to see who the father is. when you name simultaneously pops up i don't wanna hear shit."

"chill e, shit." he chuckled. "i was joking, i used a rubber. i'm not a complete dumbass."

"yes you are." i spoke. "let's go." i began walking past the group of young teenage girls. i walked behind one girl who had a fat ass, so slapped it on my way behind her.

she scoffed and told me to fuck off. but it didn't faze me much. i sent her a wink, causing her to 'fake gag'. i mouthed 'you can come gag on this dick' using my pointer finger to point at my lower region.

"hey bud," one of her friends announced, "could you maybe fuck off and stop being a skeez." my eyes planted onto her breasts. they were huge. i was gonna say she had some really nice breasts but her and her friend group had already walked away.

"fuck em, cmon." grayson pulled on my shoulder, spinning me around. i finished my cigarette and turned on my heel. i let the now short cigarette drop from my fingers, as it fell into the fresh layer of soft, white snow. letting my heavy boot fall onto it with ease.

we settled into our seat on the bus. students began filling the seats left and right. a petite curly-haired girl with glowing skin sat directly in front of me.

i didn't recognize her face. she must've been new here. she looks extremely innocent. why not fuck with her a little. i thought while a smirk crossed my lips.

she sat alone, something i admire in people, being independent. i don't like how people depend on others to keep them happy, do that shit yourself. sorta like love, in my eyes it's extremely dumb, foolish even. why place your happiness in someone else's hands, i don't see the hype around love.

i reached into my backpack and pulled out my sketch book. i admired the fallen snow, and how it became a pillow for the colorless grass. although some pieces of beige grass could be seen through the snow, something about snow always interested me.

the bus began pulling out of the school's parking lot, making a sharp right onto the main road. my eyes fell back onto my sketchbook as my hands began to make continuous marks on the thick sheet of paper. a sudden bump in the road caused my pencil to hit the paper with such force, allowing the tip of my pencil to break.

"dammit." i examined the small piece of lead rolling on the paper and flicked it off of the paper, and onto the wet bus floor. i looked to grayson and asked for a pencil.

"fuck do i look like having a pencil." he chuckled. a scoff left my mouth, my eyes roaming to the people around me. why not? i thought to myself.

i tapped her shoulder, causing her to turn around and look at me with curiosity laced into her dark brown eyes. "hey, you look really beautiful." she scoffed and turned around. confusion took over my face. i tapped onto her shoulder once more.

"look, i've heard about you two twin brothers, alright? i'm not interested." she spoke confidently with certainty in her voice.

i inspected my ring fiddling with it for a seconds before clearing my throat and agreeing with her. "alright, sorry." i sat back into the seat. i took in a deep breath through my nose exhaling it from my mouth. i turned to a freshman behind me, she looked nervous just by me looking at her.

"got a pencil?" i asked blandly. her eyebrows laced together. "you're not gonna try to flirt with me?" she spoke with confusion. "jesus, that's what everyone thinks of us huh?" she nodded quickly and reached into her backpack, pulling out a bright pink pencil case. i chuckled to myself, remembering freshman year, the days i was actually exciting for school and bought all my materials, me being a senior, i'm over highschool.

she held her arm out in front of me, a green mechanical pencil made its way to me. "thanks." i swiftly turned back around.

i began to continue drawing in my sketchbook, but i couldn't get her off my mind.

i attempted this once more.

i tapped her shoulder and spoke with confidence. "look, we may have gotten off on the wrong foot but i'm really interested in getting to know you better." i was shocked at how polite and gentleman-like i sounded, i've never been one to act like this, especially over a girl.

she chuckled a bit until realizing the bus stopped at her stop, she rose and tossed her backpack over her shoulder with ease. "i'll see you tomorrow twin." i watched as she stood and walked away.

the fuck is going on with me, i though.