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RING!
Teacher: Class dismissed.
Firey: Yes! Lunch! Finally. What've you got for lunch Eraser?
Eraser: Dragon.
Firey: Dragon what?
Eraser: Dragon deez nuts on your chin.
Firey: Very mature Eraser...
Firey: But seriously, what do you have?
Eraser: Joe.
Firey: Forget it.
Firey: So what did you do during the holidays?
Eraser: Your Mum.
Firey: You are a lost cause.
Firey: What did you do Pen?
Pen: Match.
Firey: I meant- You guys are dumb as hell. How do you even get girls?
Pen: We just ask. And haven't you gotten someone before?
Firey: You mean Teardrop? (Glad it's happening again.)
Leafy: Hey!!! Hey Firey!!!
Firey:
Eraser: Bro what?
Pen: I know what. And I believe you know too.
Eraser & Pen chanting: Firey likes Leafy!
Firey: NO! ITS THE OTHER WAY AROUND!
Leafy: Firey!!! Firey!!!
Firey: sigh* What?
Leafy: Tonight. Do you want to go to ice skate at the new rink they opened?!?
Firey: N-
Leafy: Alright! See you there!
Eraser: Ayyy! See? You got a date! And with the prettiest girl in the school!
Firey: (Just one small change and the whole timeline changes.)
Firey: Simp.
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Ding dong!!!
Firey: Yes! My package!
As soon as I open the door I bend down to open the pick up the package. Except... There is no package.
Firey:
Leafy: Oh uhhh... You seem a little... touchy now... Anyway. You ready to go?
Firey: What? I never agreed to it though! And uhh...
Leafy grabs me by my wrist and drags me across the concrete ground.
Firey: Oww! Leafy! Stop!! Stop!!!
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Leafy: Here we are!!!
Firey: Oh cool.
I run for the exit.
Leafy: Where you going?
Leafy pulls me on the wrist.
Firey: FUU-
Leafy: Cmon!
Leafy pulls me onto a bench and hands me ice skates.
Firey: Leafy... I don't want to-
Leafy: Just put it on!
Leafy shoves my foot into the skates.
Firey: Can you stop pulling me?!
Leafy: Then cooperate!
Firey: I don't wan-
Leafy pulls me onto the rink.
Firey: WOAHHAOAHAH.
Leafy: Don't fall!
Firey: I would DIE if I fell so let me get off!!! And I suck at ice skating!!!
Leafy: I can help you.
Leafy grabs me around the waist.
Firey: Leafy let go!
Leafy doesn't hear over the chatter in the rink.
Firey: sigh* I hate life.
Leafy skates around the rink still holding me by the waist.
Leafy: Whoops!
Leafy let's go of me.
Firey:
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