One-Shot Song fiction
Song: High school never ends- Bowling for soup
Song:
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Thoughts: bold
Max's POV
"Hey, chick!" I heard some guy calling after me as I
walked out of the room. Ella had talked me into coming to one of her
wild, outrageous parties along with Fang and Iggy.
I kept walking,
and ignored him, initially. I could feel my brain trying to fog him
out with a song that Ella had showed me.
Uh-Oh, Uh-oh-uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh-uh-oh, uh-oh
I inwardly groaned. This song would forever be stuck in my head! (Thanks abcdefg21!) I shut my eyes, continuing my walking as the creep followed me.
Four years, you'd think for sure, that's all you got to endure. All the total dicks, and stuck up chicks. So superficial so immature!
Here we go, I said
mentally. I was going to kill Ella.
"Hey! Where do you think
you're going?" The creep asked.
"Home." I called back
stiffly.
Then when you graduate, you take a look around and then you say, "Hey wait! This is the same as where I just came from. I thought it was over. Oh that's just great!"
"Why
don't you come to my place, honey, we can have some fun…"
"Thanks,
but no thanks." I snarled ruthlessly.
He gave me
an 'You're-so-lucky-you're-hot' look. "Come on
baby.."
"I said no."
The whole damn world is just as obsessed with who's best dressed and who's having sex. Who's got the money, who's got the honeys. Who's kind of cute and who's just a mess?
He grabbed my arm, and Fang was immediately
by my side, a hand separating the me and the guy.
"Stay away
from her." He snarled fiercely.
And you still don't have the right look. And you don't have the right friends. Nothing changes but the faces, the names and trends. High school never ends!
"Hey, dude, sorry, didn't know she was taken!"
He said holding his hands up defensively.
"Don't make the
mistake again." Fang snapped.
Uh-oh, uh-oh uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh uh-oh, uh-oh. High school never ends!
I am so going to murder Ella.