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monday
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June 18th, 2018
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5:36 AM / 05:36
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(Y/N) joined the chat

(Y/N): IM UP IM UP WHAT DO YOU WANT

Gerard: BRENDONS BEING A BITCH

(Y/N): I KNOW HE ALWAYS STEALS MY CONVERSE

Moikey: why

(Y/N): ASK HIM WE AREN'T EVEN THE SAME SHOE SIZE

Gerard: ANYWAYS I HAVE RED HAIR NOW AM I COOL

(Y/N): I DONT KNOW

Moikey: I miss your lemon hair

Gerard: well that's your fault

(Y/N): I miss Mikey's blond hair

Moikey: I do too

Litboi: I miss my blue hair

Litboi: can we all just dye our hair back to what it was before

Gerard: except for mE

(Y/N): I'll get the hair bleach after school

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12:05 PM / 12:05
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"I'm just gonna.." I slid a packet of paper across the table as Brendon hesitantly picked it up, looking at me with suspicion. "What is this.." he flipped the packet to the front page to see what the top of the page said.

The Milk Fic.

Ryan was kneeling in the bathtub, a towel under his knees and another under his hands, his head turned as he cranes his neck to watch Brendon working.

Brendon looked up at me, confused, and continued to read.

"You're getting yourself killed, (Y/N)," Frank whispered into my right ear as I just smirked. "I regret nothing." Everyone exchanged looks once Brendon's eyes widened.

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12:21 PM / 12:21
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He was only going to be running on two hours of sleep the next day, but it had been worth it.

Brendon looked up from the packet of paper, eyes wide and full of despise.

"Halsey.." Brendon's voice was lower than usual. "I'm not shanking her," Halsey causally replied, running her left hand through her pink hair.

"I wasn't going to ask you to shank her.."

     "I was going to ask if you helped the bitch write it."

Halsey and I exchanged glances for a second.

"...So did Mikey and Gerard."

Brendon scanned his eyes across everyone at the table.

"Well, I advise that you start running. Now."

No one moved for a few seconds until Brendon started counting, "Five."

The four of us immediately got up and started running out of the lunchroom. "Are you actually going to hunt them down and murder them? In the school?" I heard Hayley's voice faintly as I continued to run.

"Where are we even going?!" I heard Gerard shout.

"Who cares, just run!" Mikey replied as Halsey ran into a door. We all paused and looked back at her, laughing. "OW."

I pulled her arm as she got up. "You're so fucking—"

"RUN BITCHES, RUN!" I heard Brendon's voice as we all almost immediately started to run again. "He's gonna catch up to us," Halsey stated. "No one uses the elevators, right?!"

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12:26 PM / 12:26
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Fronk joined the chat

Fronk: did y'all die or

(Y/N) joined the chat

(Y/N): we're all in the office for running in the halls

Bleepo joined the chat

Bleepo: IT'S NOT MY FAULT

Moikey joined the chat

Gerard joined the chat

Litboi joined the chat

Gerard: ARE YOU SURE ABOUT THAT

Litboi: WHO THE FUCK CHASED US

Moikey: also Halsey hit her face on a door

Bleepo: wow good job (Y/N) you walked into doors enough to the point where your friends do too

(Y/N): I wouldn't be talking right now, you're the one in the Principal's office, and he's gonna catch you on your phone.

Patrick Tree joined the chat

Patrick Tree: aren't you all in the principal's office?

Moikey: we're all in the main office, but Brendon's in the principal's office.

Fronk: well tell me how that goes because I have to get to class

Patrick Tree: same

Patrick Tree left the chat

Fronk left the chat

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