EXTRA FLUFFY BOYF SHIT FOR YOUR ENJOYMENT,

Michael's POV

"So, cartoons?" Jere asked me.

"Don't ask questions that you already know the answer to." I grabbed my Mac Book.

"What would you like to watch?"

"I don't really care"

"Gimme the laptop"

"Umm... okay?"

"GOT IT!"

"What?"

"I'm about to change your life!" He then proceeded to start the show. I still thought what we were watching was a kids show, until I heard...

"Well it's definitely not because the bus comes in from the city to drop off and pick up campers, and so far seems to be my only reasonable method of escaping this fucking nightmare of a camp."

"It just cursed. Jere, this kids show just cursed at me. THIS FUCKING RULES!"

"Aw, you're cute WhEn you're excited. I MeAn, umm-- you're cute all the tImE! Fuuuck. I SWEAR IM NOT GAY!"

"Okay, but there is something I want to tell you..."

"OH! Wait! I really need to ask you something Miley"

"What is it?"

"I want a squip."

"What's a squip?"

"It's this little pill-sized supercomputer that implants itself into your brain, so it can tell you what to do!"

"Why?"

"I want Christine back."

Have you ever heard about that feeling where your heart not only drops through your chest to your stomach, but goes straight to Hell? Pretty much what just happened.

"O-okay! If that's what you want. I'll go with you to get it, i-if you want to..."

"Cool! We can go tomorrow!"

Rachel's POV

I was wearing a silver crop top with a pansexual flag on it, with some black jeans. I had been walking around with Charlotte, going to the pier, shopping, and just having an all around good day.

"What are you gonna do?"

"I dunno Charlotte. I'm scared of him. See this bruise? He punched me for hanging out with you and Derek the other day and not inviting him."

"Maybe you should break up?"

"I wish it were that easy! He's just so threatening!"

"Tell someone!"

"Like who?! My homophobic parents who have never cared about Michael and me?"

"How about a guidance counselor?"

"They'll just tell my parents! We need to figure this out ourselves! Anyways, I gotta go"

"Why?"

"My twelve year old brother has a twelve year old boy over. How long to you think I can leave them alone? Besides, it's really late"

"Well bye!"

"Bye!"

Word count: 411 bc I'm lazy