"Are you gonna keep going this song has literally lasted forever," he says and I chuckle. "Oh wow, if you think this is forever than I feel bad for whoever your fucking," I say in defense, and continue strumming the guitar for the talent show auditions. "Well fuck you. Bug ass forehead," he says and I stop strumming yet again. "Interior me again and I'll cut your shrimp dick right off. People say that it snaps just as easy as a carrot," I say and he chuckles. "Plus I again feel bad for your significant other if you think that's but because, wow," I say and earn laughter from everyone. "Now let me finish my performance and be left the fuck alone from you," and he smiles. "Go on then," he says and lets me finish. "Thank you. Good fucking bye," I say and hop off stage, guitar still hanging around my neck. After auditions the boy comes and runs to me, sitting and waiting for the results, smoking a cigarette. "You forgot this, plus you got in," and then runs off. I open my case to put my guitar in and a slip of paper comes out. It reads his name which is Fraser and his number. I throw my cigarette into the mulch and put the paper in my pocket and head home, smiling all the way.

I lied about watching the Dirt, I'm gonna go watch it now

If I publish another chapter dont fucking judge me