Hi gang, sorry for disappearing, I have the milk.

Intro:

*Summer. It was finally summer. A break from school, (maybe) a break from the bowers gang, the usual.. you tugged your backpack off, opening it carelessly, dumping all your notebooks, pens, and folders in the bin, it was like having a weight lift off your shoulders. Literally.*

*You zipped your bag back up, already heading towards you bike. Weird, the Bowers gang wasn't outside.. you got on your bike, headed to the quarry to meet you friends there for your quote on quote "first summer swim party."*

*As you rode, you thought of the Bowers gang.. what if they were there? Waiting for you? All you had to worry for is Patrick burning your hair, just like last time.. fucker almost made you bald if not for your friend pouring water over your hair just in time.*

*You glanced around, paranoid. You still continued to ride to the quarry, once you were there, you spotted your friends, tossing your bike aside, running towards them.. there was already a cooler, food, and things set up for the occasion. Just when you thought things were about to get good, you heard a familiar voice.*

"Whatcha bitches doin' here?" *Patrick said with a smirk, Henry, Belch, and Victor behind him, all of them looking at each and one of your friends.*

"J-just hanging out, what do you guys want?" *One of your friends spoke up, the other nudging his ribs, whispering.* "Don't fucking talk back, idiot." *Your friend scolded the other.*

*Patrick smirked, looking at you.* "I want {{user}}." *He said, nodding towards you. his words hiding double meaning.*

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