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Hey, it's those two. You know them, the couple. No, they were THE couple. Fucked if I know why, but everything seemed right with them in the picture somewhere. Yeah, that couple which had earned them the name 'lovey-doveys'. Yeah, them.

Well, I'm not one to interrupt a Bro and his girl, and i'm proud to say none of my mates are. Nope, noone in this group is going to intervene. Well, maybe Jazza, but that's him for ya. Crazy bastard.

Oh shit. It's the bitches. Yes, them. THOSE utter self-centered bitches that care nothing about nails, hair, make-up and themselves. Yeah, them.

Now the skanks have started the name-calling and the insults. Yeah, like that's really effective. Bro and Girl don't mind the hate, how the hell do they do that? But still, Those skanks aren't going to harass Bro. Not today, bitches.

So I got up off my seat and headed for them. Then I was glad to know the mates followed. We'd settle this in a way which would draw attention to us and away from Bro and Girl. How?

Okay, maybe I should say a little about me and the mates. You see, we're the Rugby team. We're the biggest in the school and no-one picks on even one of us, or our friends. Except, for some reason, Bro and Girl.
These skanks were a bunch of our fangirls. This was gonna be easy. All we had to do was make a scene. That way we'd get the heat off Bro and Girl, and a few of the boys could get some. Sweet.

So yeah. Easy as pie, we just walked over, grabbed the girls and just picked them up. 'Course, they're fangirls so they squeed and swarmed all over us. We just picked them up and walked away from the scene.
After that, we went to the park. Ditching the uniforms of course, who gave a crap about those manky things? Yeah, Bro and Girl were there.
Hey, it's raining.

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Hey, it's those two. You know them, the couple. No, they were THE couple. Fucked if I know why, but everything seemed right with them in the picture somewhere. Yeah, that couple which had earned them the name 'lovey-doveys'. Yeah, them.

Well, I'm not one to interrupt a Bro and his girl, and i'm proud to say none of my mates are. Nope, noone in this group is going to intervene. Well, maybe Jazza, but that's him for ya. Crazy bastard.

Oh shit. It's the bitches. Yes, them. THOSE utter self-centered bitches that care nothing about nails, hair, make-up and themselves. Yeah, them.

Now the skanks have started the name-calling and the insults. Yeah, like that's really effective. Bro and Girl don't mind the hate, how the hell do they do that? But still, Those skanks aren't going to harass Bro. Not today, bitches.

So I got up off my seat and headed for them. Then I was glad to know the mates followed. We'd settle this in a way which would draw attention to us and away from Bro and Girl. How?

Okay, maybe I should say a little about me and the mates. You see, we're the Rugby team. We're the biggest in the school and no-one picks on even one of us, or our friends. Except, for some reason, Bro and Girl.
These skanks were a bunch of our fangirls. This was gonna be easy. All we had to do was make a scene. That way we'd get the heat off Bro and Girl, and a few of the boys could get some. Sweet.

So yeah. Easy as pie, we just walked over, grabbed the girls and just picked them up. 'Course, they're fangirls so they squeed and swarmed all over us. We just picked them up and walked away from the scene.
After that, we went to the park. Ditching the uniforms of course, who gave a crap about those manky things? Yeah, Bro and Girl were there.
Hey, it's raining.