Brendon And Spencers: A Fictional Narrative

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Walker snarls, using his arm as a barricade to keep Spencer against the wall. Eleanor stands back with Delta, one arm wrapped securely around her. Logan gave off some bullshit explanation as to what just went down before ushering everyone away from the more

“And how about the time when I wet the bed and was embarrassed? You dug out my old bedding and went and got me all new leaves and brush to lay on just so I wouldn’t feel bad.” said Spencer.

“Yeah, jump on in and if he says anything, then we can change it. No big deal,” Scarlett smiled.

What’d they say?” she asked “They told me that tomorrow he wanted to meet us and his name is Jake.”

him with a frown on his face. Sure, it's a longer-haired, scruffy-faced Ryan, but a Ryan none the less. He decides to test out his theory. "Hey man," he pauses, and then,"Ryan Ross," his mouth tests out the name and he

Ludwig lay flat in the mud, clutching his rifle. The attack had been going on for several hours now, the sun finally starting to peek over the horizon. Ludwig was tired, hungry, and ready to end this battle, be it in defeat or victory. The Germans were close to falling apart. Not

“Ugh, here comes Jason again. I’ve already thanked the jackass a million times for his help. I guess he wants me to kiss his ass now.” She plastered on a fake smile.

“You should probably stop daydreaming and get ready,” Matt suggests from behind me in the lift line. He is the guy who has taken me

Chapter one ***Carson's P.O.V*** “Well, maybe I don't want to pretend to be your boyfriend. Did the fact that I am gay slip your mind?” I asked Cassidy, who seemed to be bouncing off the walls today. She sent me a deathly glare. “Who cares? There's a load of gross guys staring at

“Nothing.” Rhett said nervously as he kept staring at the kudu head. “Well let me see if it's really nothing.” Adam said walking toward his boyfriend. “Don't resist, because it'll make things worse for you.”

Drake shrugged his shoulder and smirked, "Maybe she's good in bed." He looked over towards the front door and grimaced. "You didn't tell me he was bringing more than just himself." He gave Alex a dirty look.

“Oh we will, you’ll talk eventually, or be killed” Mac’s former sensei said, laughing as he stepped on the young boys back.

“No,” he moaned, and turned his head to the side. It was the wrong side. He came face to face with Cal, whose smirk had returned. He turned his head before Cal could say anything and pretending he didn’t hear the trademark snort behind him. He closed his eyes and hoped that Lofty wasn’t smiling behind him too.

Brendon looks up at him and smiles slightly. "Brendon." He hums, adjusting his pants and fixing his hair. "Do you go to school here?" Ryan asks, looking around the room and them glancing at Brendons sketchbook. He takes note of the bland walls, the color of a hospital room and it always made him a bit nausous. Brendon nods politely. "Wow... that's so cool, what's it like?" He asks in one breathe.

Coates raised an eyebrow. The boy is fine, Facebook didn’t do him justice. Chay noticed the look on her face and read her thoughts. “Let’s get this dude.”