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[No One's P.O.V]
Today, Brian decided to walk to school. He was tired of driving back and forth from that place.
He needed to breathe some nice, fresh air anyways.
On the way towards school, or what he called—hell—, Freddie and John caught up to him.
Freddie was on his bike, and John was on his skateboard—like always. But this time John was on his board, without the rope.
Brian's actually surprised John's still using that thing. To be honest, Brian thought that once John fell a few times, he was completely done with it.
But he guessed that's not John.
❝...so John showed me this trick, right? And when he was finished, he stepped on the board, and fucking slipped!❞
❝that's not what happened!❞ The youngest one argued, rolling his eyes. ❝is-,❞ Freddie, sassily, put his hands on his hips, ❝too!❞
❝-not!❞
❝yes-huh!❞
❝quit lying!❞ John yelled. ❝alright, alright...❞ Freddie put his hands up defensively, then quickly told Brian, ❝he actually was rolling down the road, and one of the wheels hit a rock, which sent him flying off his board. Then he landed awkwardly.❞
❝but the sad part is-,❞ Freddie paused. ❝wait, there is no sad part!❞ He chuckled. ❝I think he broke his hip bone the way he hit the ground.❞
The raven haired boy then bursted out laughing when he received a blank expression from John.
❝I had to carry him because he was limping!❞
❝that's not even funny.❞ John blinked, glaring at the other student, who was guffawing at him. He visibly showed that he was done with Freddie's—falseor true—bullshit.
Getting ahead of the two, he did a quick running start and hopped on his board.
With John's wheels softly rolling on the road in front of them, Freddie decided that was an opportunity to talk to Brian about a special someone.
❝are you and—you know who...well? Together?❞ He questioned, putting his hands in his jean pockets. ❝who? Chrissie?❞ Brian adjusted his backpack straps.
Freddie looked at Brian like he was stupid, ❝are you dumb? I mean Roger for fucks sake! Why would I talk about that bitch?❞
❝mmm-.❞ Brian hummed, ❝well as in...?❞ He lifted a brow, waiting for another question that connected to the previous one.
