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Posted: Sun Oct 13, 2013 11:42 am
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Posted: Sun Oct 13, 2013 11:58 am
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Posted: Sun Oct 13, 2013 12:10 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 13, 2013 12:21 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 13, 2013 12:54 pm
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============================== Mikey Larson ==============================
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Mikey looked at himself in the mirror and sighed. Even his favorite outfit couldn't put him in a good mood. He was so nervous for school. He had already smoked four cigarettes since he woke up an hour ago. What was it going to be like? How badly was Gil going to pay for what Mikey had done? He adjusted his beanie and grabbed his bag and headed to school. The whole way there, he was just lost in thought. He walked into the school and was greeted by his friends. "Dude!" one of them said, "When I got your text, I was all, 'What the hell?'. I couldn't help but laugh my a** off. That f** is such a ******** loser!" "A desperate loser," another added, "The fact he would be willing to flash anybody... He's such a slut." "And there wasn't much of anything to flash!" his other friend laughed, "I mean, c'mon, man!" His friends continued to mock Gil, but all Mikey could do was look around for the boy. He just wanted to see him and how he was doing.
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Posted: Sun Oct 13, 2013 1:12 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 13, 2013 1:26 pm
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