Hey! What are you doing? Don't tell me you're going to read this stupid fan fiction, the story that the great Pseudonymous Bosch created right? 'sigh' you are stubborn, I should've listened to PB's warnings. But alas! I am dying to create this story I didn't mind the precautions master told me. PS my master is PB. PS that's my name! Well I can't stop you from reading this, though I am not weak like master, you cannot bribe me from chocolate, wait maybe you can.
Let me introduce myself properly, I'm *Polyonymous Smith. PS for short.
If you still want to continue reading this I won't stop you. Don't tell me I didn't warn you, because, I WARNED YOU! Well, you get my point, right? I'll just start the story.
*P.S, I'm a capricious writer, so don't go hard on me, ok?
*P.S, this chapter is not actually chapter 1, it's chapter 8. So you won't get confused. .
Max-Ernest was looking at the window presuming a miracle would come. He was fidgety and preoccupied with the things he said to Cass that he didn't notice a girl walking towards his house.
"Max-Ernest! Cass is looking for you!" his mom shouted.
"Tell her, I'm dead!"
"What? I can't tell her you're dead, she heard me call your name."
"Then tell her I'm ABOUT to die."
"Cass, he's inside his room." His mom said with a huge grin on her face.
"MAX-ERNEST!" Cass exclaimed.
"He's not here! I'm just a l-lady!" he said with a girly tone. (you know what I mean right?)
"I know it's you M-E, don't tell me you're gay!"
"What? NO! By the way, people always imply the word gay as; a WORD that primarily refers to a homosexual person, but the term was originally used to refer to feelings of being carefree, happy, or bright and showy. Even though I imply the word gay as being happy, the first thing that always pops in my head is the grotesque one, how bout' that?"
"I know, I was just kidding."
"You look glum, why?"
Cass gave him an intent stare. He got what she meant.
"I should be the one who should say sorry, I really wasn't gonna do that, you just misunderstood it, I'm not suggesting it was your fault, you just thought I was gonna…ki-kiss you..but I was really looking at your chin because there was a spider, and when I was about to kill the bug you slapped me. And then-"
"I know! Max-Ernest, that's why I'm here..to apologize." Not wanting her friend to continue talking.
"Besides, why will I do that? You're my best friend, I don't even like you, I mean I like you as my best friend, I don't like you as a….you know what."
"So are we okay?"