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[assonyaa]

13 yr olds saying they need that rated r channel asap like go do ur homework this is for US 🙃

[assonyaa]

yeah yall sturniolo police can shut the actual fuck up now. not even a MINUTE into their newest video and they’re talking about opening up about sexual shit, chris talking about his fav term for boobies, and BOTH chris and matt saying that they should do smth R rated. y’all baby them and terrorise people who think they’re attractive. they’re fucking 20 year old men not 3 year olds you raised since they came out the womb. grow the fuck up and realise they aren’t babies. 🤗🤗🤗🤗

[assonyaa]

I FW THIS SO HEAVY BC I LOVE THIS SONGGGG

౨ৎ⋆ ˚｡⋆ bags, clairo

matt sturniolo x reader

warning: swearing, fluff, kissing

a/n: i LVOE this request, thank so so much. btw, sorry if i misunderstood the thing and matt and the reader arent in a relationship HELP. anyway, i literally love bags by clairo so much.

this is based off this request!

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You stood in the triplet’s kitchen with Madi and Chris’s girlfriend Nat, short for Natalie.

For Natalie’s channel, you were doing a “baking deaf, blind and mute” challenge, where one had a blindfold on, one with headphones on, and one with tape covering their mouth.

Nat introduced the video, immediately getting on with the challenge.

“MADI, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?” Nat laughed loudly, due to her sudden loss of hearing, almost falling backwards.

“Nat, I can’t fucking see!” Madi yelled back, trying to pour the flour nicely into the bowl. You stood beside them, uncontrollably muffled-laughing because of the duct tape over your lips.

You tried your best to help them, but it was very hard to do when you couldn’t communicate normally with them. From time to time, you took over Madi’s or Nat’s tasks, pushing her out of the way.

The triplets were sitting on the couch behind the camera. Chris was having the time of his life, watching his girlfriend terribly fail at baking a few cupcakes. Nick was for the most part on his phone or going back and forth from his room and the couch. 

Matt was also having fun, watching you try to get Madi and Nat out of the way so you could stop them from pouring batter on the floor. You had always been just a tad bit closer to Matt than Nick or Chris, until he finally confessed his mutual feelings for you.

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“Okay, so we just put the cupcakes in the oven, so now we’re going to work on the icing. I’m gonna be blindfolded, Madi’s is gonna be mute, and Y/n will be deaf. Alright, let’s start!” Nat clapped her hands, handing you the headphones.

You put your hair down, the headphones sitting comfortably. Nat grabbed her phone, turning on the song she had stopped mid-through.

You didn’t recognize the first song, the second one being “yes, and?” by Ariana Grande. For the most part, you were standing beside your two friends humming along, occasionally smiling at Matt who was looking at you. He smiled back at you, adverting his gaze back to the mixing-bowl with the milk and vanilla.

“MADI, YOU’RE SPILLING THE MILK.” You yelled way too loudly, grabbing Madi by her shoulders with one hand, the other one stabilizing the bowl.

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One song later, Madi was mixing the icing together to a thicker consistency. Your headphones were silent for a second, before your favorite song, Bags by Clario, started playing.

“GUYS, I FUCKING LOVE THIS SONG!” You yelled, trying to jump along with the beat in the song. Madi and Nat completely took over as you danced along. 

Matt looked up from his phone due to your yelling. Of course, he didn’t know what song was playing, but he was curious. You backed away from Madi and Nat, dancing along to Bags.

“EVERY SECOND COUNTS, I DON’T WANNA TALK TO YOU ANYMORE, AND” You laughed, singing loudly along. Matt’s face almost instantly lit up, due to this being your guys’s favourite song.

Almost everywhere you went together alone, Matt was listening to it with you (even when he was alone). On late-night car rides, cuddling in his room, or quietly singing in the triplet’s car videos, it was your song.

Your relationship was kept secret from the triplet’s fandom since Matt didn’t want you to receive hate or backlash. And you didn’t mind, as long as you both were happy, it was all that mattered. Currently, you have been going strong for two and a half years.

“ALL THESE LITTLE GAMES, YOU CAN CALL ME BY THE NAME I GAVE YOU!” Matt was beaming, staring in complete awe. If he wasn’t already madly in love with you, he was now.

Nat was continuously gently slapping your arm to stop you from dancing, but you didn’t budge. Almost like you were singing to Matt, you tried to point secretly at him, a smile immediately growing on your face as you locked eyes with him.

“CAN YOU SEE ME? I’M WAITING FOR THE RIGHT TIME,” You kept going, dancing, jumping, spinning, all sorts of expressions of excitement were expressed right then and there.

Nat and Madi had given up a long time ago, placing the rack with the cupcakes on the counter.

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The following Thursday, Nat released the video to her channel.

You were cuddled up with Matt in your shared his bed, both mindlessly scrolling through social media. Matt was checking his Instagram, you on TikTok. One particular TikTok caught your eye.

An edit of you and Matt to Bags by Clairo. The clip of him mentioning the song in their Wednesday video, followed along by your singing.

You smiled to yourself, opening the comment section to find multiple people suspecting a possible relationship between the two of you. A bunch of people agreed, and a bunch of people turned it down.

You liked the edit, scrolling further, only to find more, more and more edits. Matt noticed your giggles, looking up from his phone to look at yours.

“Are you watching edits of.. us?” He smiled, putting his phone on his nightstand before turning back around to wrap an arm around your waist.

“Yeah, look. There’s a fuck ton of them. To Bags!” You smiled from ear to ear, a faint blush creeping up on your cheeks. Matt stared at you in awe, looking back at your phone to see more edits. He couldn’t stop smiling either, watching you so excited to see edits of you two to your favorite song.

“Oh my God, I love you,” Matt chuckled, pressing a few kisses from your forehead, down the side of your face.

“Matt, I lov- it- it tickles, stop!” You laughed loudly, the tickling sensation making you drop your phone. He couldn’t stop smiling, softly planting a kiss to your lips.

He pulled away slowly, his eyes glued on yours. “Can you send me that second one you showed me?”

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a/n: i hope it lived up to your expectations arghhh, love the request once again, thank you thank you.

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౨ৎ⋆ ˚｡⋆ snaps you’d take of chris as his girlfriend

chris sturniolo x reader

warnings: swearing, fluff, idk?

a/n: hi chat. i got bored and made these😨 anyways, i PROMISE i’m working on romance cheat sheet and used to be my girl!!!

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[assonyaa]

you’re joking.

i want him so bad bro

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this is so cute omg 🫢

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ in a world of boys (chris sturniolo)

…he’s a gentleman :) pls like n reblog to let me know if you like these !! comments n asks are appreciated :-) love u guys, thank youuu endlessly for the love on my first post earlier this week :-)))! tl;dr chris has a crush on another youtuber/influencer y/n and their fans freak tf out (r)

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yourusername me n millie (@milliesworld) are on our way to la !!!!!! the video is up on my channel !!! ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡🐑🤎🥨🥐 can’t wait to have access to a wide range of mac n cheese and and and …. RAHHHHHH 🦅🤟🏽🩶 love u guys :-)

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christophersturniolo Took a walk 💫

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nicolas_sturniolo_photography Some film from New York

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sturniolodaily Chris deleted story 👀

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iheartmatt obviously meant for close friends or some shit 😭

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yourusername just happy to be here :)) 🫶🏽❤️‍🔥🍎🍉🌤️🫧

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SNAPS FROM BSF NICK

- nick sturniolo x best friend reader

- slight matt sturniolo x reader

requests are open!

[assonyaa]

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ Story Prompt List

*feel free to use any of these prompts for your own story! credit is greatly appreciated.*

“I like your ____” love interest / OC is pretty straightforward about their favorite thing on their love interest’s body or personality which fuels sexual tension between them. (body part could be neck, arms, lips. personality could be innocence, boldness, etc. things that usually bring out lust)

“Can I hold your hand?” influenced by ‘I Want To Hold Your Hand’ by The Beatles, love interest uses physical touch / affection as a segway into telling their love interest how they feel.

“We should just get it over with.” sexual tension has built up between 2 friends for a while until one just brings up the idea of doing it already.

“I’m your lobster.” influenced by TV show ‘F.R.I.E.N.D.S.’ love interest / OC pushes away their love interest but no matter what they always seem to come back like a magnetic force is keeping them close. they’ll do anything to protect them because they don’t want to see them hurt even if it’s to protect them from themselves.

If you have any prompts you may want added, feel free to share!

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Layers | John Bender

Part 15 (Final) - “You lost, doll?”

Part 13 | Part 14 | Part 15

I reached the door and heard some shuffling coming from inside. Assuming it was Bender, I just opened it.

"Johnny, you in there?"

I peaked my head in seeing Bender sitting there next to some piles of toilet paper.

"You lost, doll?"

I stared at him, admiring his beautiful face. He gave me his signature smile, teeth slightly showing. I smiled back as he stood up and got closer to me. He placed his hands on the side of my face. I looked him in the eye, wanting so hard to just kiss him.

He leaned down, closing the gap between us and placing his lips on mine. My arms found their way around the back of his neck as my hands went into his soft hair. The kiss was deepened as he had placed his arms around my middle and pulled me even closer if that was possible. I pulled at his hair a bit causing him to let out a low groan. We fought for dominance as he tried to french. He moved his hands down to my ass cheeks and gave them a squeeze.

I gasped, causing him to slip is tongue in. I instantly gave in as he worked wonders. I was the first to pull away as I needed air. I kept my forehead on his as we let out heavy breaths. He pecked my lips tenderly. Once he had pulled back, I kissed his cheek. I went down to his jawline, leaving a line of kisses. I then placed my head in the crook of his neck, he leaned down, putting his head on my shoulder, pushing my sweater slightly to reveal my skin and kissing it. I kissed his neck as he kissed my shoulder. Once I was sure there was a love mark on his neck and my shoulder, I pulled away and moved my right hand to his cheek. "Aren't you glad I flashed Mr. Lambert?" He smirked and shook his head. He got closer to my ear and whispered. "I'm just glad you moved here, sweetheart."

I hugged him and smiled. "Me too."

"Now on that topic of doing it with someone you trust..." I gave him a questioning brow to hide my embarrassment. "I have no idea what you mean."

"Sure you don't." He snickered and lowered his head to the crook of my neck, kissing my neck gently.

We stood there just for a couple minutes longer until Bender sighed. "You're going to have to go back, Sweets." I frowned and groaned. "Ugh, I know." I pulled away from him gently and looked down. I "Let's meet back in the hall before leaving." He nodded. I grabbed his scarf before I opened the door, wrapping it around my neck and winking at him. I walked back down the hall towards the library, smiling to myself. I was looking down while walking, thinking about what just happened. I wasn't even pay attention when I bumped into something or rather someone. I was hoping it was Carl or any of the other boys but once I looked up, it was Vernon.

I laughed nervously. "Heyyyy, Mr. Vernon, sir." He stared at me, angrily. I smiled embarrassingly while he stared at me unimpressed until I dropped the smile and sighed. "See you next Saturday?" He nodded and I walked back into the library. As soon as I walked in, Everyone looked over at me for a quick second, getting back to what they were doing which was just Claire looking at Brian as he finished the letter and Andrew tried to focus on Brian but instead looked at Allison the whole time. "Oh my god, Al!" Although I loved Alli's dark clothing style, she looked beautiful in white and it seemed like Andrew thought so too.

Allison looked at me with a big smile. I gave her two big thumbs up. Claire looked over at me and walked over to me, pulling me to the side. "You've got a little something right..." She pointed to her shoulder and I looked at mine. I noticed my shoulder was still uncovered by the sweater and I covered it back up out of embarrassment. "Ha yeah, that's nothing." Claire wiggled her brows at me as she then noticed the red scarf, making me laugh lightly. We both walked away and I looked at the clock. It read 3:24pm which meant since our detention had started at 7am, we had a minute left. Bri put the pencil he was using down next to the essay. "Done." I smiled at him. "Perfect because it's officially the end of detention." Claire clapped lightly and grabbed her things from the area she sat at in the beginning. I did the same as everyone else followed.

We all walked out of the library and I stood at the intersection of where the hallway to the closet and library meet. Claire and Allison walked over to me before meeting up with Andrew and Brian. They gave me a big hug. I decided to give them my house phone number because why not? These girls had become my friends and even if we weren't going to talk in school Monday, I was still glad that we became friends. Once they let go, Allison ran off to Andrew and Claire walked to Brian. Claire and Brian had actually become good friends, it was surprising but I'm glad because Brian deserved a good friend and so did Claire especially someone who wasn't going to use her. Al and Andy had become closer, I saw them from the hallway sharing a kiss before Allison got into her ride's car. Everyone had driven off when I noticed that Bender wasn't there yet.

I looked around and saw Vernon talking to Bender by the closet. John already had his jacket, coat and scarf on and didn't seem to really be listening but he nodded and walked towards me.

He shook his head and smiled. I held his hand as we walked towards the doors. We saw Carl sweeping and I gave him a nod.

"Hey, Layers."

"See you next Saturday." Carl smiled at Bender knowing that he will in fact see him then. "You bet!"

"See ya then Carl!" Carl gave me a small smile and continued to sweep as we walked outside.

"You've got detention again?" I chuckled lightly and gave Bender a nod. "Yeah, kinda got caught when I left the closet." He also chuckled until we saw my dad's car. He instantly dropped his smile when he saw my dad.

I didn't care if my dad saw us hand in hand. Even though I knew I was going to be in some sort of trouble once I get home, I ignored his stare and got in front of Bender, covering my dad's view of the two of us. I pulled his hand up that I was holding and opened it. He kept his hand there as I took my necklace off and placed it in his hand, close it back up. We kissed and before I got into the car, I whispered, "Call me." I noticed I still had his scarf and went to give it to him but he pointed at my neck and bent down a bit to whisper in my ear. "You got a little something, might wanna keep it on." My face turned bright red and I held onto the scarf. I pointed at his lipstick stained lips and neck and he shrugged. Once I got into the car and buckled in my seat belt, Bender waved at me and gave me a wink. I smiled and my dad took off.

"I told you about hanging out with him, Rhiannon." As much as my brain was telling me to argue back, I held it in. I was too busy smiling to myself about the events that took place today to even care what my father thought.

And you wanna know something? I didn't feel so bad about people thinking I was Bender's girlfriend.

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Layers | John Bender

Part 14 - “You’re so conceited, Claire.”

Part 13 | Part 14 | Part 15

*Warning - This part contains talks of suicide*

Everyone stood quiet for the like millionth time today. We all took in everything we said to each other as Claire continued to rub my back. I leaned on her shoulder gently. Brian spoke out about how Allison and him are the only 'better people' here. Allison said she had no friends but if she did, they wouldn't mind having Brian and his friends around. Brian proceeded to tell everyone that he wouldn't act shitty to any of us.

"Your friends wouldn't mind because they look up to us." Claire was right. I mean he was a Sophomore while the rest of us were Juniors. He's friends all looked up to us, they wanted to be 'cool' and/or 'chic.'

Brian laughed at her. "You're so conceited, Claire. You're so conceited. You're so, like, full of yourself, why are you like that?"

Claire teared up again before replying. "I'm not saying that to be conceited! I hate it! I hate having to go along with everything my friends say!"

"Well then why do it? I mean you're your own person Claire. They don't control you." I sat up and looked at Claire while talking. "I don't know, I don't...you don't understand..you don't. You're not friends with the same kind of people that Andy and I are friends with! You know, you just don't understand the pressure that they can put on you!"

Brian let out a small gasp. He was genuinely shocked at her response and I wondered why as she had a fair point. "I don't understand what? You think I don't understand pressure, Claire?" Brian started to cry a bit and I looked at him, quite scared honestly. "Well fuck you! Fuck you!" He hid his face in his arm and continued to tell everyone about why he's here. He told us that one of our teachers, Mr. Ryan, found a gun in his locker. We all looked at him in shock. I was genuinely confused and shocked all at once. Brian with a gun? It didn't make sense.

"Why'd you have a gun in your locker?"

Brian started rambling, none of us understood what it had to do with having a gun. "I tried. You pull the fuckin' trunk on it and the light's s'posed to go on...and it didn't go on, I mean, I-"

"Bri, what was the gun for?"

"Just forget it..."

Andrew spoke for us all when he raised his voice at Brian saying that he's the one who mentioned it.

"I can't have an F, I can't have it and I know my parents can't have it! Even if I aced the rest of the semester, I'm still only a B. And everything's ruined for me!" I shook my head, trying to wipe the grim image that crossed my mind. I placed a hand over my mouth. "Oh, Brian..." Brian bashed a chair over causing me to flinch slightly.

"So I considered my options, you know?"

"No! Killing yourself is not an option!" Claire didn't shout but she certainly wasn't quiet. I was concerned for Brian more than ever. "Well I didn't do it, did I?  No, I don't think so!"

As if it was the most important question ever, Allison seemed curious. "No, it was a flare gun, went off in my locker."

Andrew began to laugh. I looked at him as he shook his head but continued to laugh. Brian also looked at him. "It's not funny..." Although, I knew it wasn't funny that Brian was planning his own death, I laughed and so did everyone else including Brian. I didn't feel so bad for laughing when he did.

"Yes it is...fuckin' elephant was destroyed!" Brian spoke out while laughing.

Allison had quieted down which gave her the opportunity to speak up on her experience."You wanna know what I did to get in here? Nothing. I didn't have anything better to do." Our laughters heightened at the idea of Al simply coming just because and not for skipping or something crazy that she normally does. "You're laughing at me."

Andrew shouted out, "No!" and Allison joined our laughter. "Yeah you are!" After our hysterical laughter had calmed down, we sat around for a while. Before Bender decided to speak up.

"You never told us why you're here, Rhiannon." I looked at him, confused. "John, you know why."

"But see, the group doesn't, sweetheart." I sighed and looked at everyone else, who all stared back at me with curious faces.

"I, uh," I rubbed the back of my neck and chuckled nervously. "I flashed our art teacher." I let it all out in a single breath. I expected them to all ask me to repeat what I said as it was barely coherent but they didn't, they understood. Their mouths hung open like if I had cursed them for the rest of their lives.

"You flashed Mr. Lambert?" I nodded at Claire, answering her question, and put my head into my hands, I was embarrassed to say the least. Allison was the first to laugh, asking why in between her laughter. "To my defense, it was John's fault." Bender looked at me, gasping playfully as I pointed at him. "How is that my fault?" He smirked at me, knowing exactly why but wanted me to tell. "He was trying to skip class and needed a distraction."

Everyone laughed a bit and Brian got up. He walked over to the record player in that room that Andrew was in earlier. He put in a random vinyl and we all decided to dance around the library. Claire, Allison and I all danced on the tables and started laughing, the boys followed after doing their own dance in sync. Allison danced on her own, shaking her head and kind of falling into some cocoon like pose. Bender and I got to the second balcony and started dancing together like Sandy and Danny in Grease.

Through the duration of the song, we danced until we realized that Bender had to go back to the closet before Vernon noticed he was gone. Andrew and Brian gave him a boost back up the ceiling he had fell down from. Once Bender got back up, we all walked over to the railing near our tables. Claire and Brian started talking about the paper we were meant to do and Claire brought up the great point that it was useless to have us all write a paper each. Claire and Andrew implied for him to write for all of us since he is the smartest. Claire then looked at Allison and decided that it was great to give her a personal makeover.

I would've stayed to see the end results of Al's makeover but I excused myself from the gang.

"Where ya going?" Andrew questioned first as Brian looked at me, waiting for me to answer. "I'll be back, I have to do something." They simply nodded and let me go but not before looking out for Vernon first. I thank them and head in the direction of the janitor's closet.

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Layers | John Bender

Part 13 - “The outstanding title of ‘Bender’s whore.’”

Part 12 | Part 13 | Part 14

Claire turned over to Andrew with a smile. "What can you do?"

"I can, uh, tape all your buns together."

I chuckled at his remark and I looked over at Claire.

"I wanna know what Claire can do!" I clapped my hands once excitedly. She shyly shook us off. "I can't do anything." Bender finally chirped in, not saying anything crazy. "Now, everyone can do something."

"There's one thing I can do." She shook her head and placed her hands on her face. "No, forget it, it's way too embarrassing."

I laughed as Bender brought up 'Wild Kingdom.'

"Yeah, Red, that guy's being doing that show for

thirty years."

Claire soon gave in. "Okay, but you have to swear to God, you won't laugh. I can't believe I'm actually doing this." She reached over to grab her purse. She pulled out a lipstick and opened it. I knew just what she was doing. She placed the lipstick in between her cleavage and applied the lipstick perfectly onto her lips. Everyone clapped and I laughed. Bender sarcastically clapped, seemingly not impressed.

"All right, great! Where'd you learn to do that?" Andrew was completely impressed with her hidden talent and I didn't blame him. I've tried to do it before, never could get the lipstick to stand.

"Camp, seventh grade."

"That was great, Claire...my image of you is totally blown." Bender surprisingly didn't laugh but still made a joke of her.

"You're a shit! Don't do that to her you swore to God you wouldn't laugh!"

"No one laughed-"

"Am I laughing?"

Andrew didn't hear me or rather just didn't care as he shouted out, "You fucking prick!"

"What do you care what I think anyway? I don't even count, right? I could disappear forever and it wouldn't make any difference...I may as well not even exist at this school, remember?"

I looked down at my zipper once again. I didn't know what to say. I wanted to tell Bender it was okay but it wasn't. Everything just went downhill so fast.

"And you guys," Bender pointed at all of us. "You guys don't like me anyway!"

I was hurt he included me. I pulled away and sat back in the spot I sat in originally. I looked back at him before speaking up.

"You know, I have just as many feelings as you do and it hurts just as much when somebody steps all over them!"

I knew Bender wasn't upset with me, Claire, Brian or even Allison but he sure was upset with Andrew. He had been since Andrew said what he said earlier. When words hit John Bender, they hit hard.

"God, you're so pathetic!"

I scoffed at him. I wasn't pathetic in my dad's car, what was different now?

" Don't you ever...ever! Compare yourself to me! Okay?" He pointed at Claire this time as he continued his rant. "You got everything, and I got shit! Fuckin' Rapunzel, right? School would probably fucking shut down if you didn't show up! 'Queenie isn't here!'"

He looked back at me, going off on me this time.

"Hey, I like those earrings Rhiannon."

Claire mumbled a quick 'shut up.'

"Fuck off Bender."

"Are those real diamonds Claire?" He pointed at her earrings this time. "Is it real pearls Rhiannon?"

"Shut up!" I spoke louder this time hoping his dumbass would stop taking it out on us. It only made things worse on my end. He stopped going back and forth and just focused on little ole me. "I bet they are. Did you work, for the money for those earrings?" I shook my head at him and flipped him off. "Shut your mouth."

"Or did your daddy buy those?"

"Shut...up." I didn't sob like my body wanted to. Instead I let the tears drop down my face as I looked at my boots. I looked up towards the ceiling, blinking a few times to stop myself from crying. As my eyes dried, I looked back down, wiping the tears off my cheeks. Bender quieted down a bit seeing that I was crying. He wasn't done letting all his anger out and I didn't want to stay mad at him but Jesus Christ did this man know how to hurt people.

"I bet he bought those for you! I bet those are a Christmas gift! Right? You know what I got for Christmas this vear? It was a banner fuckin' year at the old Bender family! I got a carton of cigarettes. The old man grabbed me and said 'Hey! Smoke up Johnny!' Okay, so go home'n cry to your daddy, don't cry here, okay?"

I pushed his knee and looked at him. I could hear Andrew sigh but I didn't look away from Bender. I wanted him to know I was mad. Everyone stood silent for a bit 'til Andrew spoke up. "My God, are we gonna be like our parents?" I broke my stare from Bender and wiped my face once again to ensure all the tears were gone. I shook my head as Claire answered for the both of us.

"Not me. Ever."

Allison was on the verge of tears herself and I looked at her as she spoke up. "It's unavoidable, it just happens."

"What happens?"

"When you grow up, your heart dies."

Bender was still slightly upset but his frustration calmed down a lot. "Who cares?"

I looked back at him. "I care." He had a hint of guilt shadow his eyes but he instantly looked down. Brian finally spoke up after a long moment of him silently watching everything. I looked over at him as he spoke. "Um, I was just thinking, I mean I know it's kind of a weird time, but I was just wondering, um, what is gonna happen to us on Monday? When we're all together again? I mean I consider you guys my friends, I'm not wrong, am I?"

I shook my head as I, too, considered everyone including the dork to be my friend. "No."

"So, so on Monday...what happens?"

I looked over at Claire who I'd, ironically, call my friend. Bender and I have always been friends since my family moved here in the 8th grade. It was no different with Al as we've skipped class plenty before.

It was different with Bri, Andrew and Claire.

"Are we still friends, you mean? If we're friends now, that is?" Claire asked Brian but she knew what her answer was already. Everyone did.

"Yeah."

"Do you want the truth?"

"Yeah, I want the truth."

"I don't think so..."

Allison looked at everyone before settling on Claire. "Well, do you mean all of us or just Rhiannon and John?" Again, everyone knew the answer. We were all just hoping Claire being 'queenie' she'd put in some faith.

"With all of you."

"That's a real nice attitude, Claire!"

"It's the truth, Mr. Athlete." I rolled my eyes at Andrew and gave him a sarcastic laugh.

"Be honest, Andy. If Brian came walking up to you in the hall on Monday, what would you do? I mean picture this, you're there with all the sports. I know exactly what you'd do, you'd say hi to him and when he left you'd cut him all up so your friends wouldn't think you really liked him!" Claire spoke loudly towards Andrew and he knew she was right.

I mean none of us belonged together. It wasn't normal for the Junkies, Nerds and Popular kids to hang out in high school. We all belonged to our own groups, and that's exactly where we are expected to stay until the end. It's unsettlingly cliché but it was the truth. High school is a social hierarchy and it's only preparing you for the real world.

"No way!" Andy acted as if the scenario Claire created was all a lie but he knew it wasn't.

I turned to Claire and Andrew. "What if I came up to you?" Allison nodded. "Yeah, what if I came up to you too?"

"Same exact thing!"

I messed with my boots again as I can practically feel the heat and frustration from the man besides me. "You are a bitch!"

"Why? 'Cause I'm telling the truth, that makes me a bitch?"

"No! 'Cause you know how shitty that is to do to someone! And you don't got the balls to stand up to your friends and tell 'em that you're gonna like who you wanna like!"

I faced Bender. As much as I wanted to agree with him, life wasn't so dandy.

"That doesn't make her a bitch, it's fucking high school. I hated, hell, I even envied these people," I pointed out to Andrew and Claire. "You're just a hypocrite. Why don't you take Alli to one of your heavy metal vomit parties? Or take Bri out to the parking lot at lunch to get high? What about Andrew or even Claire? For fucks sake, I'm not even seen with you in school. The only time we are seen together is doing crazy shit that gets me the outstanding title of 'Bender's whore.'" I looked around at everyone with a pleading face. They all nodded except for Bender. "Your friends would laugh if they saw you walking around with Claire, you'd have to tell them you were fucking her so they'd forgive you for being seen with her!"

I was out of breath from that rant and clearly it wasn't over as Bender looked at me furiously, not wanting to admit to the unfortunate reality we live in. " Don't you ever talk about my friends! You don't know any of my friends, and you certainly never even tried being around my friends! You're constantly on me like a lost puppy! So stick to the things you know, getting wasted, skipping class, trying to get attention from your piece of shit father and living up to your reputation."

My eyes began to water, I knew he was right about certain things but by no means did that give him the right to bring shit into the conversation that had nothing to do with this. "Shut up, John!"

"And as far as being concerned about what's gonna happen when you and I walk down the hallways at school, you can forget it! 'Cause it's never gonna happen!"

Claire put her left hand on my shoulder and her other on my back. She glared at Bender before speaking to him, "I hate you!"

"Yeah? Good!"

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Layers | John Bender

Part 12 - “I can make spaghetti!”

Part 11 | Part 12 | Part 13

"I've already told you everything!"

I shook my head at Allison before asking her my question. "Nu-uh! Doesn't it bother you to sleep around without being in love? I mean don't you want any respect?" I felt a pinch on my arm and turned around seeing Bender with confused brows painted on his face. I wasn't sure what he was trying to tell me but I gave him the same look and looked back at Allison. "I don't screw to get respect that's the difference between you and me, Rhiannon."

Claire looked down at her lap, mumbling something about 'Not the only difference.'

"It's just a matter of self-respect and messing with someone you can trust."

Claire nodded her head at my thought. Bender looked at the both of us, Claire and I, going right along with the other's plot. "Face it, you're both teases."

I looked at Bender in annoyance. He had the biggest smirk plastered on his dumb face.

"I'm not a tease!" I didn't respond like the others wanted. Claire didn't know any better so of course she responded to everything.

"Sure you are! You agreed with Rhiannon that sex is a weapon, you use it to get respect!"

"Bender, we aren't filthy animals!"

Claire seemed like she was going to cry right on the spot. "I nodded my head but she twisted the words around!" Claire gestured to Al as she refrained herself from crying.

"Oh, then what do you use it for? Rhiannon said it , now you're turn." I scoffed at Bender. I couldn't believe this was happening right now.

"I don't use it period!"

"Oh, are you medically frigid or is it psychological?"

"We didn't mean it that way! You guys are putting words into our mouths!"

Soon, all three boys were pestering and pressuring Claire and I was about done with the whole thing. I actually wanted to go home. Claire looked like she was going to burst and Allison seemed to enjoy all of it. I groaned and laid on the floor, hoping to tune them all out but Claire screamed.

"No! I never did it!"

Everyone stood quiet for a bit until Allison spoke up once again after allowing the situation she created to unfold.

"I never did it either, I'm not a nymphomaniac. I'm a compulsive liar." I sat up again looking straight at Allison. Claire was practically fuming. If this was a cartoon, you'd see the steam coming from her ears.

"You are such a bitch! You did that on purpose just to fuck me over!"

"Al, you attention seeking bitch."

Allison just looked back at us, acting as if nothing happened. "I would do it though. If you love someone, it's okay."

"I agree." I replied to her quietly while looking down at my lap, playing with the zipper on my boots. Claire rambled about how Al didn't say a single word all day until now, just to 'unload tremendous lies' all over her.

"You're just pissed off because she got you to admit something you didn't want to admit to." Andrew pointed out the obvious and I looked up at Claire who shrugged. "Okay, fine, but that doesn't make it any less bizarre."

I continued to play with the zipper of my boot. I felt someone staring at me and I looked up again to find Bender looking over at me. I moved closer to him as I had moved away a bit when asking Allison the question. I grabbed a hold of his hand and messed with his glove, a common thing I did. I didn't know why but his gloves were interesting. Some loose strands of my hair came out of it's curl, he pushed it back behind my ear and took the chance to admire the earrings and jewelry I wore. "Where'd ya get that?" He pointed to the necklace I had on. It was different to the one I usually wore, the pedant was also hiding in my shirt so all he could see was the chain. I pulled it out to show him the silver necklace with a single jade gem in the middle. "It was my mom's." He didn't question which I admired about him.

Although he joked about a lot of personal things, touchy family subjects was one thing he understood. We had tuned out the conversation between Claire and Andrew until Allison told Claire that Andrew couldn't think for himself to which Andrew agreed and went on with his version of bizarre.

"She's right...do you guys know what, uh, what I did to get in here? taped Larry Lester's buns together."

I laughed and so did Claire. Bender smiled lightly and Brian didn't even budge. "That was you?"

"Yeah, you know him?"

"Yeah, I know him." Brian sighed.

"Well then you know how hairy he is, right? Well, when they pulled the tape off, most of his hair came off and some, some skin too."

I cringed at the thought of that happening and leaned my head on Johnny.

"Oh god."

"And the bizarre this is, is that I did it for my old man. I tortured this poor kid, because I wanted him to think I was cool." Andrew kept on about his incident in the locker room and his father. For the first time, I saw Andrew as nothing more than myself. I always saw him as the goody goody jock that had no reason to get himself into trouble. He's a smart kid, had something going for him but in reality, he was only down the same boat as I was. Trying to make father proud.

"You know, sometimes, I wish my knee would give... and I wouldn't be able to wrestle anymore. And he could forget all about me."

I nodded as I felt the same, not about the wrestling but my father forgetting all about me. "I think your old man and my old man should get together and go bowling."

"I think mine would have no problem with that. As long as one of them is paying for his beer."

Andrew let out a chuckle as Brian began to talk about his parents.

"It's like me, you know, with my grades.....like, when I, when I step outside myself kinda, and when I, when I look in at myself you know? And I see me and I don't like what I see, I really don't."

I looked at him confused and Claire shared the same look. She questioned him as to why he didn't like himself.

"'Cause I'm stupid... 'cause I'm failing shop." Brian continued to share about how he had an assignment where he made a ceramic elephant lamp where the trunk of the nose would turn the lightbulb on but when he tried to turn it on, his light wouldn't go on. He failed the assignment but never got an F in his life as he explained.

"Why'd you think it's be easy?" Bender asked from next to me. I was hoping he didn't cause anything as poor Brian already seemed like he was on the verge of tears. "Have you seen some of the dopes that take shop?"

"I take shop. You must be a fuckin' idiot!" I looked up at Bender. "Bender, c'mon."

"I'm a fuckin' idiot because I can't make a lamp?"

"No, you're a genius because you can't make a lamp." Bender answered him sarcastically in a 'duh' tone. The two exchanged a few more words about Trigonometry before I decided to interrupt them. "Okay so neither one of you is any better than the other one. Quit your shit." Allison being an attention junkie, felt left out. She thought it was a conversation on what we can do.

"I can write with my toes! I can also eat, brush my teeth-"

"With your feet?" Claire and I asked in sync, I was curious as Claire sounded disgusted.

"...play Heart & Soul on the piano."

Brian seems to be in a better mood now that Allison changed the subject which I was relived about.

"I can make spaghetti!"

I clapped my hands, giving Brian a smile.

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Layers | John Bender

Part 11 - “I’d do it.”

Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12

Andrew had walked into a separate room while the rest of us minus Allison sat in the circle laughing hysterically. At what? we had no clue but the whole world seemed to be so funny. Bender lit up the joint that was in my mouth. I took a few puffs before handing it over to Claire who almost instantly coughed out the smoke. Brian laughed at her while trying to eat the smoke he just exhaled. I moved over to Bender and placed my head on his lap as Brian spoke weirdly.

"Chicks, cannot hold der smoke! That's what it is!"

"Hey, not true! I held it." I laughed at his obnoxious voice. Claire seemed to be in her own world and Bender just leaned back slightly while brushing his fingers through my hair.

"Do you know how popular I am? I'm so popular, everybody loves me so much, at this school." I looked up at Bender who raised his eyebrow at her and I looked back at Claire and shook my head. "Poor baby." I got up from Bender's lap and sat next to Claire. She gave me a big hug as we both laugh hysterically once again.

Brian fell over trying to wave Claire over to him as Andrew walked out of the room he was in. The room is practically covered in smoke, he inhaled another puff before dancing to the music he played from the smoke filled room. We all began to applause him for his amazing dancing then he ran back into the room and screamed which caused the glass door to break. We all shouted 'woohoo' before laughing once again.

I got up and walked over to the smokey room trying to see what I could find in there. I didn't find anything but a full joint that Andrew left. I took it in between my index and middle fingers and walked out the room through the broken glass door. Andrew, Brian and Allison were over in some other area of the library, Bender stood in the same place we were sat at and Claire was up on the second balcony. I decided to walk over to Bender and hand him the blunt. He took it and placed it in his pocket, seeing as everyone was already as high as a kite. He motioned me to come closer, doing so, he pulled me down to his lap. I sat comfortably as Claire came back down with her purse. She walked over to us and I moved over onto the chair besides Bender.

I grabbed her purse, admiring the exterior. "God, this a gorgeous purse, Red." She smiled and thanked me. Bender felt left out and took out his wallet handing it to Claire. "That's a nice wallet, Johnny. Got any lipgloss like Claire?"  Claire looked back at me as I grabbed out her small makeup bag. She took that as a 'let's go through each other's things' and went over to my chair and grabbed my bag handing it to Bender. Claire opened up his wallet to find maybe 20 pictures—that's 10 on one side and 10 on the back—I widened my eyes at the pictures before grabbing Claire's pink lipgloss out her bag and turning to Bender who was brushing his teeth with a cosmetic brush. I pointed at the pictures while still looking at him.

"Are all these your girlfriends?" I smirked at him then looked back at Claire who was looking at all the photos.

"Some of them."

"What about the others?"

"Well, some of them I consider my girlfriends and some, I just consider..." I looked at him with a face of confusion, not wanting him to point out the fact that I was hiding the small, tiniest bit jealousy.

"Consider what?" He looked at me with a smirk. I figured he knew why I was so curious about his personal life but he played the game.

"Whether or not, I wanna hang out with them."

Claire stopped on a photo, placing her finger on it and looked up at the both of us, finally having a question of her own. "You don't believe in just one guy, one girl?" I pointed at her, shaking my finger as a way of saying I agreed.

"Do you?" Bender points at the both of us, asking our opinion. Claire nodded her head and looked at me. "Well, yeah...that's the way it should be." He simply sighed at our responses. "Well, not for me."

"Why not?" Claire and I spoke like twins and Bender acted all defensive, not answering the question and attempting to switch the subject.

"How come you got so much shit in your purse, Rhiannon?" I smirked at him, he fell right back into the trap as I placed Claire's bag down onto her lap. "How come you got so many girlfriends?"

"I asked you first."

"I don't know, I guess I never throw anything away. Imagine my closet." I rolled my eyes at him and shrugged. "Neither do I." I realized that what he meant and Claire seemed to as well as she handed his wallet back to him and gave him a simple 'oh.'

After a short moment of silence, I told to the two that I was going to sit down over in an area away from everyone. I wasn't expecting them to follow but they did and soon everyone was sitting around in a circle. Brian asked us all what we'd do for a million dollars. Andrew decided to answer first.

"What would I do for a million bucks? Well, I guess I'd do as little as I had to."

We all looked at him and I could tell Claire was bored of it already. "That's boring."

"Well how'm I s'posed to answer?"

I laughed lightly from in between Claire and Bender.

"The idea is to like search your mind for the absolute limit, man." Claire nodded and I decided to add. "Oh like would you drive to school naked? I'd do it."

I shrugged nonchalantly and Bender's eyes widened at the thought. I laughed at him as no one else cared to notice.

Andrew laughed at Claire and I before answering.

"Um, uh...would I have to get out the car?" I nodded and Claire. "Of course."

"In the spring or winter?"

"It doesn't matter, spring."

"In the front or in the back of the school?"

"Either one."

"Yes." I laughed at his game of 21 questions before finally answering. "I'll do that!" Allison smiled as we all looked at her. "I'll do anything sexual, I don't need a million dollars to do it either." I widened my eyes at her. I knew she was an attention junkie but I didn't think that would be true.

Claire stared at her in disbelief and I didn't blame her. "You're lying." I shook my head, getting the image out my head but Allison made it worse.

"I already have. I've done just about everything there is except a few things that are illegal. I'm a nymphomanic. "Lie!" Claire rolled her eyes as I looked at Bender who looked back at me, mouthing 'what's even going on?' I smirked and shrugged.

"Are your parents aware of this?" Brian sounded like an concerned adult. Claire just looked at him with a smirk. Allison contained her laughter and I just knew she was lying. "The only person I told was my shrink." Everyone besides me seemed interested in her conversation, thinking she was being truthful. "And what'd he do when you told him?"

"He nailed me." I held in my laughter as I toned out the rest of the conversation. I pushed myself over to Bender, breaking the small circle and I leaned on his shoulder as he placed his hand on my waist. I tuned out their conversation until I heard Allison ask Claire if she's ever done it before.

"I don't even have a psychiatrist."

"Have you ever done it with a normal person?"

Claire moved uncomfortably where she was sat and I could tell she just about tired of the conversation of her having sex.

"Now, didn't we already cover this?"

"Uh, you didn't answer-" "You didn't answer the question." Bender spoke over me a bit but I didn't care. I just nodded my head and Claire looked down.

"Look, I'm not gonna discuss my private life with total strangers." I understood her. I mean this was private but hey, we weren't complete and total strangers.

"It's kind of a double-edged sword, isn't it?" I stared at Allison in confusion and lifted my head off Bender's shoulder. "What do you mean?"

"Well, if you say you haven't, you're a prude. If you say you have...you're a slut! It's a trap. You want to but you can't but when you do you wish you didn't, right?" I knew exactly what she meant because I have been in many of those situations. "You're right, Al."

Claire seemed embarrassed and defensive as she replied with 'wrong.' As much as I wanted to tell her that Allison was right, I let Al continue.

"Or, are you a tease?"

I looked back at Claire waiting for her to respond but instead Andrew does.

"She's a tease." I rolled my eyes at him. "How would you know Sporto?"

"Oh why don't you just forget it?" Claire had enough, I had enough but Andrew didn't.

"You're a tease and you know it, all girls are teases!" I scoffed, shocked that tights here even thought he had an opinion on the topic of girls.

"They are only a tease of what they do gets you hot." Bender finally spoke up and I thought about what he said and shook my head. "No, that's not a tease."

"I don't do anything!"

"That's why you're a tease." I saw Al's point but I just couldn't help but feel so bad that Claire had to be out in the middle of this. Why Claire? I'd be fine if they asked me and not her.

"Okay, lemme ask you a few questions." I stared at Allison as I moved to where I was sat before. She got defensive fairly quickly as soon as I looked at her.

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Layers | John Bender

Part 10 - “I forgot my pencil…”

Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11

We all sat back in our seats as soon as we reached the library. I sat uncomfortably in my seat. I got up and paced near the railing. Claire walked over to me and stopped me from pacing by placing her hands on my shoulders. "You've gotta stop pacing, Berkeley. He'll be fine, he knows what he's doing." I thought about it and nodded at her even though I was still hoping Bender wasn't getting into serious trouble. I don't think he could afford to continue to get in trouble when his parents act the way they do.

Claire sat back down and I followed after her, sitting back down in my chair. I placed my head down on the table and tried to just fall asleep, thinking maybe it'll calm me but as if on que, Bender and Vernon burst through the doors.

"Get your stuff, let's go!" I looked up and Vernon was pushing Bender towards his seat where his coat, jacket and scarf were. Bender grabbed his belongings as Vernon spoke to all of us in an irritated manner.

"Mr. Wiseguy here has taken it upon himself to go to the gymnasium. I'm sorry to inform you, you're going to be without his services for the rest of the day." I looked over at Bender who simply just rolled his eyes at Vernon. "B-O-O H-O-O!"

"Everything's a big joke, huh Bender? The false alarm you pulled, Friday, false alarms are really funny, aren't they...What if your home...what if your family...what if your dope was on fire?"

"Impossible, sir. It's in Johnson's underwear."

Andrew laughed, I attempted to contain my laughter but I couldn't.

"You think he's funny? You think this is cute? You think he's bitchin', is that it? Lemme tell you something. Look at him, he's a bum." Vernon called Bender out and I knew it was to show his authority off and embarrass Bender as a consequence but I knew Bender. I knew that words didn't get to him often but when they did, he was going to cause a scene.

"You wanna see something funny? You go visit John Bender in five years! You'll see how God damned funny he is!"

I wanted to scream. I got up once again and started pacing. I didn't care whether or not Vernon saw me standing or not but I didn't know how else to contain my anger.

"Sit down, Rhiannon Berkeley. I'm tired of you constantly trying to be a follower." Dick pointed at me and I stopped pacing. I didn't sit back down, I just stood there with my arms crossed. He glared at me and looked back at Bender.

"What's the matter, John? You gonna cry? Let's go." He grabbed a hold on Bender's shoulders and from then I thought I would fly over that table and punch him but I didn't. I stood there staring straight at Vernon.

"Hey keep your fuckin' hands off me! I expect better manners from you, Dick!" Bender took his sunglasses out of his pocket and placed them in front of Andrew, who was smirking at Bender. "For better hallway vision!" As mad as I was, I let out a small chuckle, thinking back to Andrew's terrible choice in direction. Claire looked over at me with hopeful eyes and turned back around when we saw John push all the things on the library front desk off.

I finally sat back down in my seat. My table felt so empty. I had thought about the situation and told myself that Bender was a smart guy. He knew exactly what he got into and he knew how to get out of it. I didn't let myself worry about it and I placed my head back down.

"Not so talkative without your boyfriend, huh?" I looked back up to see Andrew holding out Bender's sunglasses to me. I took them and looked back at Andrew with a sarcastic smile. "Look, asshole, I don't want to keep this brawl with you. Let's just keep it cordial." Andrew sighed but he nodded in agreement and I placed the sunglasses on the collar of my sweater. I laid my head back down, carefully to not break the sunglasses and slowly drifted off.

It felt like I had taken a short, erupt nap as I heard crashing coming from behind me. I lifted up my head to see Bender shaking off some dust from what looks like the ceiling above the second floor balcony. He walked down the stairs and looked at all of our confused faces.

"I forgot my pencil..."

We all heard Vernon once again screaming 'god damnit' at the top of his lungs. We assumed he heard the noise as Bender ran over to my table and hid under it. We assumed right as Vernon then walked in.

"What was that ruckus?"

Andrew played a confused act as Vernon question us. "Uh, what ruckus?"

"I was in my office and I heard ruckus!"

Brian nearly could've made me laugh as he fit right into our act. "Could you describe the ruckus, sir?"

Vernon was yet again visibly pissed. "Watch your tongue young man, watch it!"

I could feel Bender move slightly as he is right in front of my legs and he bumped his head on the table as he moved. He let out a painful groan. Andrew and Claire made more noise to make it seem like they were the ones who did it.

"What is that? What, what is that, what was that noise?"

"What noise?" Andrew and Claire chirped in sync and I played with my hands anxiously. I looked at Vernon and gave him a small thin lipped smile.

"Really, sir, there wasn't any noise-" I was cut short as Bender placed his head in between my legs. I let out a short squeal and covered my mouth. I squeezed his head between my knees and he moved his head slightly, placing a single kiss on my left inner thigh. Everyone began to fake cough and Claire spoke up for me as I was too flustered to even speak.

"That noise? Was that the noise you were talking about?"

"No, it wasn't. That was not the noise I was talking about. Now, may not have caught you in the act this time, but you can bet I will." Vernon spoke with a tone that was trying to be intimidating but instead came off as a fool trying too hard. Allison laughed a bit at him and he looked at her. He said something about writing a book then pointed at Claire saying he will not be made a fool of. He turned to walk away and we all saw the toilet seat cover stuck to his pants. I contained my laughter as everyone else laughed. Bender got out from under the table and I slapped his arm and chest repeatedly.

"It was an accident!"

"You're such an ass!" I wasn't entirely mad more like frustrated that he left a single kiss on my thigh and acted like nothing.

"So sue me." I rolled my eyes at him and watched as he walked over to Brian, saying random shit before Brian handed him the bag and Bender walked away. I followed after him despite the exchange that just happened 2 seconds ago.

"Yo waistoid, you're not gonna blaze up in here!"

Claire and Brian followed after us, we all sat at the same area as before when we had that small conversation. Soon, Andrew followed and so did Allison.

We all sat in a circle as Bender pulled out the illegal substance. I watched as he pulled out a few joints and I bit my lower lip. I didn't know what felt so good about doing something so bad.

[assonyaa]

Layers | John Bender

Part 9 - “We’re dead!”

Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10

As we walked down the hall, John explained his plan to the group. I listened intently trying to see what I would do exactly.

"We'll cross through the lab, and then we'll double back." I nodded and moved over to Claire. I grabbed a hold of her hand as we walked. Allison also walked over to us and I grabbed on to her hand. I've been friends with Al for a while but we were never as close which is why I barely talked to her. The boys or rather just Andrew and Bender walked in front of us. Andrew got on Bender about how he better be right about this plan because it'll be all of John's fault if we get caught. Brian looked over at us and asked us what the plan was. I explained it to him and he nodded.

We then kept talking until Bender stopped walking causing me to hit his back from not looking and I looked forward to see Vernon down the hall. We ran away and kept running. At one point, Allison stopped and stood at some lockers staring at us. I grabbed her hand again, causing her to laugh.

We nearly got caught a couple of times but eventually we stopped in an empty corridor where we figured Vernon wouldn't be.

"Wait! Wait, hold it!" Bender put his hands up and turned facing all of us. "Hold it! We have to go through the cafeteria!" Andrew almost instantly shook his head at him. "No, the activities hall." I rolled my eyes at the two and I sat down against the wall. Allison followed after and I leaned my head on her shoulder as the boys go back and forth. Allison squeaked at the loud, angry boys. I pat her thigh gently.

"Now we're through listening to you, we're going this way."

Allison stood up which lead me to stand as well. Bender looked at me, giving a quick remark about Andrew. "Let's see what Mr. Athlete has in store."

We followed after Andrew and landed in front of an iron gate. Everyone groaned, realizing that Andrew Clark was a total dumbass.

"Great idea, Jagoff!" Bender ran a hand throw his hair, something he did often while frustrated. I bit my lip and looked at Andrew.

"Fuck you!"

Claire and I both looked at each other then back at Andrew, practically fuming. "Fuck you!" we spoke at the same time and I then walked up to Andrew and John. "Why didn't you listen to John? We could've been in the library by now, you dipshit!" Andrew glared at me and shook his head at Claire. Brian walked over to the gate, looking anxious.

"We're dead!"

"No, just me!" I looked over at Bender, confused. What was he trying to do?

"What do you mean?" Brian chirped once more, just as confused as the rest of us. "Get back to the library, keep your unit on this!" Bender shoved the marijuana into Brian's pants and started to run off but I stopped him.

"No, you're not getting in trouble alone, Johnny."

"Berkeley, please just go. I'm used to this. I've already got more Saturdays to pay for." He ran off before I could say something else and I decided he was right.

The rest of us ran towards the direction of the library and we could faintly hear Bender singing loudly and banging on lockers. God, was I hoping he knew what he was getting himself into.

[assonyaa]

Layers | John Bender

Part 8 - “My maid’s on vacation.”

Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9

Bender began to impersonate his father and my face turned into one of pure horror.

"Stupid, worthless, no good, God damned, freeloading, son of a bitch, ret*rded, bigmouth, know-it-all, asshole, jerk!"

I looked over at Claire once again, she didn't even look back at me she just stood there staring at Johnny with scared eyes. John gets carried away and starts acting out his mother. "You forgot ugly, lazy and disrespectful." He slammed his hand back to act as his father slapped his mother. "Shut up bitch! Go fix me a turkey pot pie!" He turned and in his normal voice, said, "What about you dad?" He spoke like his father again saying 'fuck you!' and going back and forth with himself until he acted out his father hitting him.

"Is that for real?" Brian who looked scared and confused spoke up. Bender looked at him, slightly out of breath and his hair falling over his forehead. "You wanna come over?"

Again, as if Andrew only knew how to make shit worse, he spoke up, not believing a word Bender just said. "That's bullshit. It's all part of your image, I don't believe a word of it." Bender looks at me and he seems visibly hurt. I motion for him to come over to me but he stands there and looks at Andrew. "You don't believe me?"

"No."

"No?"

"Did I stutter?" Andrew looked at him right in the eyes. I stood up and walked over to my original seat. I didn't sit down but I stood there and looked at Andrew as Bender walked over to him. He pulled up his flannel sleeve on his right arm and revealed a circular burn that looked recent. I covered my mouth in fear. I'd noticed bruises before and all kinds of injuries on him but never had I seen such a gnarly burn.

"Do you believe this? Huh? It's about the size of a cigar...Do I stutter? You see, this is what you get in my house when you spill paint in the garage." Bender then walked away from Andrew and I took Bender's place. "See I don't think that I have to sit here with you fuckin' dildos anymore!" He then walked over to the map table and threw the map off of the table. He stood up on the table and climbed up the railing of the stairs and sat down once he got up the second floor balcony. I turned facing Andrew again and glared at him.

"You shouldn't have said that, you fuckin' prick!"

"How would I know, I mean he lies about everything anyway!"

I slapped Andrew and Claire looked up at me, she didn't say anything or glare, just looked at me in shock as Andrew held on to his face. "He doesn't lie, he jokes. I get that he can be a fucking pain but have some decency." My voice lowered in hopes Vernon or John wouldn't hear me. I lifted up my own sleeve, revealing a marks that make my pale skin seem like a canvas. "Do ya think you'll call me out, huh? Maybe blame it on me being a whore like everyone else?" Andrew shook his head and looked down at his lap.

I turned around and walked over to the bottom of the stairs looking up to see Bender's back. Once I got up to the balcony, I sat next to him and laid my head on his shoulder. After a short moment of silence, Bender held my hand.

"Why'd you lift up your sleeve too?" I picked up my head and faced him. He looked at me and for the first time, he wasn't trying to hide a smirk, he just looked at me seriously.

"I was proving a point. I think he understood."

I don't think Bender was satisfied with my response as he turned completely to face me and gently lifted up my sleeve with no words. I gulped as he looked at my fresh bruises. He didn't say anything as he did the same on the other arm, finding marks that were disappearing. Bender then pulled my sleeves down, still going with a gentle manner. We didn't talk, the silence wasn't awkward nor was it uncomfortable. We understood each other and didn't question it. He turned back around, pushing my head down slightly to lay on his shoulder again. I took his hand that was on his lap and played with his glove.

"I saw you slap the asshole."

I laughed quietly and sighed.

"Yea, he deserved it."

"That's my girl." I blushed slightly at his words and leaned up to kiss his cheek. I must've been seeing things because his cheeks turn slightly red and he smiles. I leaned my head back down on his shoulder and we sat there in silence for a few more minutes. The silence and his warmth was so comforting that I nearly fell asleep right then and there until he spoke up.

"Hey, sweets, remember how I said I had some stuff in my locker?"

I picked up my head once again and looked over at him, nodding.

"Well, what do you say we go now?" Before I could say anything, he got up. He took his hand out his pocket and reached over to me. Taking my hand in his and lifting me up. Still hand in hand, we practically sprinted off the stairs and walked over to the rest of the gang. I told them to get up and come with us and instead of questioning it, they obeyed.

Bender and I walked over to the library doors and walked out, followed by everyone else.

"How do you know where Vernon is?" I questioned Bender quietly. "I don't." Claire caught up to us, hearing the conversation. "Well then, how do you know when he'll be back" Bender looked over at Claire and I followed. "I don't..."

I gave Claire a smirk and placed my free hand on her shoulder as we walked. "Being bad feels pretty good, huh?" Claire gave me a smile with a shake of her head. I hear Andrew and Brian speaking behind us but I don't care for the conversation.

Once we reach Bender's locker, he opens it up and it's a mess. Andrew, Brian, and Al all stand to the right of us. Andrew looked disgusted by the locker mess. "Slob." I looked at him, squinting a bit, thinking of the fact that he was shoving a banana down his throat earlier but he ignores me.

"My maid's on vacation." Bender pulled out a brown bag and I knew exactly what it was. I gave him a smile and he winked at me.

"Drugs." Brian being the helpless goody he is, seems a bit taken back by the idea.

"Screw that, Bender. Put it back!" Andrew pointed at Bender but Bender just took my hand once again and we walked away. Heading the opposite of where we came from to avoid Vernon. I hear Brian say something about marijuana and Claire walked away following after us. Andrew ended up catching up to us and later on so did Brian and Allison.

We kept walking and I soon realized we didn't have any plan of getting back to the library.

"So what's the plan, boss?" I looked at Bender with a smile and he smirked. He already had this all planned out.