Jamie looked at Mason, lightly slapping him on the back of his head. "You wuss.." He walked across the hall, reaching his locker. He dialed in the combination, though it wouldn't budge.
Mason chuckled and turned to face his locker across from Jamie's. He tried openning his, but he couldn't. "Jamie you better hold me before I go karade on this locker!"
Jamie looked over at him. "Yes. Or else the locker'll kick yo butt."
I miss the feel of it
Your touch, your kiss weighs heavy on my mind
Our moment forever sealed in time
Our secret as much yours as is mine
All logic we have surely left defied
I will hold you till I die
"Friends Make Garbage (Good Friends Take It Out)"
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