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Logan walked up to the fake blonde boy, fiddling with his fingers; alternating from rubbing his nails together, picking at his cuticles, and wringing his hands. Aiden stared at him, tilting his head as if to ask if he needed anything.
“Uhm, can I ask for a favor?” Logan’s hands were slick with sweat from nerves, he rubbed his nails together. He was obviously anxious. “Yeah, what you need, bud?” The boy asked, his fake blonde hair falling over his face and obscuring his vision.
Logan whispered the request into Aiden’s ear, Aiden had a smirk like grin plastering his face when he heard the request before nodding.
The next day before lunch Aiden stole Ashlyn’s headphones from her backpack while she wasn’t looking. He handed them to Logan under the table at lunch before they both disappeared to the bathroom.
Not long after, they heard Aiden start screaming bloody murder. The scream was hoarse, sounding like he was getting strangled. For some weird reason, the teachers didn’t question it and went on with their day.
“I’ll- I’ll go check to see what stupid shit Aiden’s doing.” Tyler said with a sigh, running his hand through his hair like a tired mom. Tyler went into the boys bathroom. The screaming had stopped when he went to check, just to start up again when he pushed the bathroom door open with a click!
Tyler looked around the bathroom, looking for any sign of either of the boys. There was a loud and aggressive shitting noises coming from the empty pad dispenser, probably a speaker.
Tyler tripped from surprise when the screaming crescendoed. He accidentally pushed the door to a bathroom stall open while he attempted to break his fall. He fell on top of Aiden, who was still screaming.
He didn’t realize it, but Logan had sneaked out of the bathroom while Aiden was doing whatever the fuck he was doing. “Dude- What the actual fuck are you doing?” The brunette asked the bleached blonde, all he got was a shrug and a grin in response.
The actual fuck!