"Hey Rob."

"Rob."

"Roooooob."

"Robuh."

"What, Mr. Anderson? What?" Mr. Edwins snapped.

"What happens when you shove Sodium Hydroxide up someone's a- buttocks?"

"Why would you want to know that?" Mr. Edwins let out an exhausted breath.

"Was wondering if I could do that to this bit-"

Tina kicked him under the table, cutting him off before he could cuss her out.

"Don't fucking touch me you piece of shit." Cole kicked her back.

"COLE ANDERSON! ONE MORE WORD AND YOU'RE GETTING DETENTION FOR TEN DAYS STRAIGHT! That's not a way to talk to a woman!"

"Woman? What? Where?" Cole looked around for a second then averted his gaze to Tina who was sitting close to him and Huda since Mr. Edwins changed the seating arrangement and sat everyone next to their new teammates. "You mean this pig-"

Tina made a move to slap him, but he held her wrist and was about to twist it but stopped when Huda shook her head at him and pointed at the teacher's bright red face.

Cole fake smiled at Tina and let her wrist go, he whispered something to her that was too low for the rest of the class to hear but it made Huda let out a choked laugh and slap a hand over her mouth to silence her seagull laugh.

"Ms. Martin, would you like to share whatever you're laughing about with the rest of the class so we could laugh with you?"

She shook her head vigorously and mumbled a small "Nah, I'm good."

"Do these two ever shut up?" Tracey's annoying high-pitched voice said from beside me, a hint of- jealousy? found in her tone. I rolled my eyes at her and looked over at Ashton who was gazing at me without me knowing. He quickly averted his gaze to the notebook in front of him and pretended to busy himself.

"Macey, sweetie I heard that. And no... we don't. Got a problem?" Cole said aloud.

Tracey's face heated up when she realized Cole had heard what she just said. She fixed her hair a little- trying to act smooth and not obvious but failing- and said "It's Tracey." Her tone was completely different from the rude one she had used a minute ago.

Either Cole didn't hear her or he just decided to ignore her because he turned his head around and said something to Huda that made her purse her lips and caused her entire body to shake from containing her laughter. I chuckled lightly at their behavior.

"You know him?" Ashton asked from beside me.

"Hmm?" I turned my head around to face him.

"Cole. He winked at you two days ago when he first entered the classroom."

I nodded my head then furrowed my eyebrows. "Why?"

He shrugged. "Just making conversation."

I smiled at him and nodded my head again- I just realized that I tend to do that a lot, along with shaking my head.

"You're Luke Davis's sister, right? You look a lot like him."

"Yep," I answered awkwardly.

He was about to say something else but was cut off by the ring of the bell. I let out a sigh. Finally. I got up from my seat, grabbed my bag, waved Ashton goodbye politely, and walked over to where Cole had just stood up from his chair.

"Ready?" Cole asked. This was the last period for today and Cole insisted on me riding with him and Blake because the weather was 'too shitty for a walk'.

I nodded my head and we both walked out of the classroom after waving goodbye to Huds. As we were making our way to the end of the hall where Blake was just done talking to some chick and was now leaning against a random person's locker, waiting for us, we crossed paths with Tina.

She stopped walking and gave me one of her signature terrifying smirks, which made my heart rate accelerate to a crazy speed. Cole also stopped walking when he noticed Tina's presence and the effect her stare had on me.

"You okay?" He whispered, scrunching his face in a cute way. I nodded my head once and he turned his head around to face Tina, giving her a disgusted face.

"Why the fuck are you even still here? What the hell are you doing with your mou- is that supposed to be a smirk? Are you okay? You look like you're having a stroke." Cole pointed at her face.

Tina's smirk quickly dropped as soon as he said that and she sent him a hard glare instead. "'Why the fuck am I here'? I wasn't even looking at you. I think it was kind of obvious who I was looking at. The real question is-"

"Do you use deodorant?" Cole cut her off, pinching his nose.

"What?"

"The real question is, do you use deodorant? I think the answer to that question is kind of obvious, but I'm still asking. You seriously smell like horse piss, and that perfume of yours isn't really helping, like at all. Please fuck off before I shit on your face." Cole gave her his biggest fake smile, gently grabbed my arm, and dragged me towards Blake, leaving Tina standing there in an extremely shocked state. She didn't really smell bad at all but she still looked offended.

Cole said something to Blake as soon as we reached him but I was too focused on getting my breathing back to normal to hear it. Blake stared intensely behind me and I could've sworn I saw something flash in his eyes for a second before it left as quickly as it came.

He looked down at my now calm face and nodded his head towards the exit and started walking with me beside him. I looked to my left and saw Cole walking a few steps behind us, the middle finger he was holding behind his back not going unnoticed by me.

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A thought crossed my mind as I absent-mindedly gazed through the car's window while Cole and Blake talked about the school's upcoming football game. "Guys?" I interrupted.

"Hmm?" Blake looked back at me.

"Could you please make a quick stop at the pharmacy?" I needed to buy more of my sleeping pills.

Cole furrowed his eyebrows and looked at me through the rearview mirror. "Sure. Are you okay? What do you need?"

"Y-yeah, just uh- girl stuff?" It came out more as a question than an answer. It was a good reply though; since boys usually just shut up after you say these two words.

Their eyes widened and Cole's mouth formed into the shape of an 'O'. He simply nodded his head at me and looked back at the road. "Sure."

I internally patted myself on the back for coming up with that answer that quickly.

"It'll only take a few minutes," I told them as I got out of the car right after Cole stopped in front of the pharmacy. I rushed inside the store, gave the lady behind the register my prescription, and grabbed a pack of panty-liners just so the guys don't suspect anything.

The lady handed me a pillbox not long after I asked her for it and I paid for both the panty-liners and pills quickly before stuffing the box of pills inside my jacket's pocket. I held the almost see-through plastic bag that had the panty-liner box placed inside it with my right hand and made my way to the car where Cole was showing Blake something on his phone while laughing his ass off.

They fixed their gazes on me when they saw me approaching the car and opening the back door to get in. "Did you get what you uh- needed?" Cole asked.

"Yep."

"Great. We're just going to make a quick stop at the grocery store so Blake could grab a couple of things quickly and then we'll be heading home." He informed me as he started the car.

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I was just done sending Huda the History homework assignment answers- because I'm a good friend like that, and I decided to leave my room to check up on the boys who are doing god knows what in the kitchen and ask them what the hell has got them yelling at each other nonstop for the past forty minutes.

"Cole you idiot! You put too much! Are you trying to ov-"

"Shut the fuck up bitch ass- I know what I'm doing, leave me to do what I need to do before I kick you out of my kitchen. I've been baking and cooking shit in the kitchen before your dumb butt was able to pronounce 'agoogageh'. Peter and Jordan are coming, that's why I added that much. Now shut the frack up!" Cole yelled back.

"What the hell is going on in here?" Cole's eyes widened when he heard my voice and saw me stepping foot in the kitchen. He quickly grabbed some paper bag that was placed on the kitchen island in front of him and hid it behind his back then dropped his whole body down to the floor.

I look of puzzlement crossed my face and I scrunch my nose up while Blake looked down at Cole and rolled his eyes. "Wow, what a way to look unsuspicious!" He grabbed Cole's hair and pulled him back up.

Cole squealed and punched Blake in the shoulder when he got up, rubbing the spot on his head that Blake had just tugged hairs from. "Yeah, and you saying what you just said right now totally didn't cause her to become more suspicious of us." He groaned.

"Cole, just stop talking please." Blake ran his fingers through his hair and turned around to face me. "Did you need anything, Olivia?"

"Can you guys lower it down, please? I swear you guys argue like a married couple." I didn't end up asking them what the hell they were doing and why they looked suspicious, because honestly, at this point, I don't really care anymore.

"Yes sir." Cole smiled and the two of them just stood there staring at me, probably waiting for me to leave so they could go back to doing whatever.

I noticed that they had a bunch of baking ingredients set on the table in front of them along with a big bowl that contained some chocolaty batter inside it.

I gave them one last suspicious look and then turned around, sauntering to the living room to go watch something on the TV.

Two and a half episodes of 'That 70's Show' later, the entire house was filled with the aroma of what I'm guessing is deliciously scented brownies or chocolate cake. Blake was changing in his room, and Cole just got up from sitting on the recliner beside me to go turn the oven off.

They were making brownies? Why did they look hella guilty when I entered the kitchen if they were just baking brownies?

The loud sound of the banging of fists and palms that were creating an annoying rhythm on our front door interrupted my thoughts. Blake came out of his room wearing an annoyed expression on his face as he sprinted over to the front door.

"How many times do I have to tell you to stop banging the fucking door like a bunch of fucking cows when you reach the goddamn- Jordan I swear I'll kick your balls so hard if you don't get the hell off of me right now!" Blake sounded agitated.

"Oof! I missed you too, man!" I heard Jordan's voice followed by the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer to the living room and the sound of the front door closing.

"Oh hey, Olivia."

"Hey." I turned around and smiled at Jordan. I waved at both him and Peter then went back to watching the rest of the episode.

Jordan plopped down beside me on the couch and silently watched the episode with me while Peter ambled towards the bathroom and Blake went to check up on Cole in the kitchen.

"Kelso reminds me of Cole," Jordan said out loud when Michael showed up on the screen, his eyes not moving away from the TV.

"That's exactly what I thought of half an hour ago." I chuckled.

"I heard that you little shits!" Cole yelled from the kitchen. "Don't compare me to that dumb dopehead. Just so you know, I got a straight-A on my test today, so shut up, both of you!"

"Really? What subject?" Jordan smirked when Cole entered the living room and sat down on the recliner.

Cole looked away. "Doesn't matter," he mumbled.

"No please do tell. Which subject?" Jordan pressed, his smirk growing bigger.

"Hymn." Cole mumbled in a barely audible voice.

"Hmm? Sorry I didn't catch that." Jordan cupped his ear.

"Gym." Cole whispered in a small voice.

"Exactly."

"Shut the fuck up. I'm actually great in school. I just get kicked out of class too much so I miss most of the shit. I'm smarter than you think. It's just hard being a delinquent. Tell him, Blake." Cole grumbled and nodded his head at Blake, who had just entered the living room.

"It's okay bro, at least you're hot to the straight chicks' eyes." Blake patted Cole's back and sat down on the second recliner that was on the other side of the room.

Cole gasped. "I hate you guys. You're not getting any brownies."

Jordan sat up. "Brownies?"

"Mmhm. You're not getting half a crumb, though. You can dream about it." Cole smiled brightly.

"Fuck," Jordan grunted under his breath.

Peter entered the room while scrolling through his phone. He stopped walking when he was a foot away from the TV and he looked up at Jordan, furrowing his eyebrows. "You're having a party?"

"Yeah, I told you guys two days ago, remember?"

"Wait, that wasn't a joke?" Cole asked.

"No, why would it be a joke?"

Cole shrugged. "When is it?"

"Tomorrow night." Well, that makes sense since tomorrow's Friday.

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"Cole, I leave you guys for thirty minutes to go shower- thirty fucking minutes, and I come back to find Peter chewing on a fucking sponge yelling that he's eating SpongeBob out while humping the stools-? Didn't I tell you to wait until I finish? Is it so hard to just sit on the fucking couch and wait?" Blake fumed, running his fingers through his hair as he watched Peter squish Jordan's cheeks together and giggle with a sponge in his mouth.

What the actual hell?

Cole held back a laugh and tried to put on a serious face. "I did wait and sit on the couch the entire time. How was I supposed to know you didn't tell him they were pot brownies?"

My eyes widened. "These are..." I trailed.

Blake sighed. "Yes- wait, please don't tell me you ate some..." His eyes widened too.

"N-no, I didn't, but Peter ate like five of them." I informed him the same second we heard Peter's body drop down on the floor from lying on the kitchen island followed by the sound of a grunt.

We all rushed towards him and looked down at his face with concern- except Cole, Cole looked like he was about to die from containing his laughter. "I think I just popped my butt cheeks' boobies." Peter giggled.

Five seconds later, his giggles turned into roars of laughter and he was banging his head against the floor from laughing so hard. "B-Booobiees."

It felt so weird seeing Peter Black act this way since he's always got the same expression planted on his face every day at school and he barely talks.

"Jesus Christ, Peter. How the fuck didn't you realize they had weed in them? Weren't you supposed to be the smart one in this goddamn group?" Blake said in frustration.

Peter just laughed even harder.

Jordan turned to me. "He ate five of them?" I nodded which made him purse his lips to bite back a laugh. "How the hell did he not taste the weed?"

Peter's eyes suddenly widened and he sat up on the floor, his almost-black hair all over the place and his legs spread wide open like a toddler. He looked at the fork that was thrown on the kitchen table behind Jordan and grabbed it, staring at it like it was the most amazing creation in the entire world.

"Fascinating," He whisper yelled as he held it up in the air.

He then brought it closer to Jordan's thigh and poked him with it. "What the fuck, man?" Jordan shrieked and took a startled step back, slapping Peter's hand away.

Peter dropped the fork to the ground, lied back down, and started laughing uncontrollably while clapping his hands together.

Cole couldn't hold back his laughs anymore and threw his head back, letting it all out. Blake ran his fingers down his face and I pursed my lips at the sight. It was too funny.

"Stay here with him, I'll be right back. Give him a glass of water." Blake told us and walked out of the kitchen.

Peter's eyes widened again and he stopped laughing, stood up dizzily, and said, "I need to go." He started walking out of the kitchen.

"What? Where?" Jordan asked as we followed behind Peter.

"Pitsaa- Papa's pizzeriA~" The pitch of his voice was higher when he let out the 'ah' in pizzeria. He then tripped on air and fell face front on the floor, his body shaking from silent laughter.

Cole just kept on laughing. "Holy shit, I love this." He choked out. Jordan chuckled as he grabbed Peter's arm and dragged him to Cole's room.

"Get him a bottle of water." He ordered Cole as he set Peter down on Cole's bed. Cole went to get the water while Jordan and I stayed with Peter who was staring at his toes in amazement as he wiggled them while his legs were up in the air.

"Outstanding!" He whisper yelled again.

Jordan and I snickered as we watched him in amusement. That caught the attention of Peter and he turned around to face us. He narrowed his eyes at me for a second and his lips tugged upwards into a baby smile. "You're pretty."

Jordan choked out on another laugh and bent down to catch his breath. "I can't-" My face probably turned scarlet as I looked away from him and watched Blake enter the room with Cole walking right behind him, two bottles of water in hand.

"What did I miss? What did I miss?" Cole exclaimed.

"Nothing." I blurted out before Jordan could say anything. Jordan looked back at me when I said that and smirked.

"I need to fart from my mouth." Peter snickered.

Blake chuckled at him and grabbed a water bottle from Cole's hands. "You mean burp?".

Peter let out a small fart the same second Blake asked that.

The boys chortled loudly at that while I just scrunched my face.

"I guess not-" Blake was cut off by a loud burp that escaped Peter's mouth.

Peter looked up at us and smiled lazily "Mouth diarrhea." He simply said before scrunching his face up.

Jordan furrowed his eyebrows. "Wait wha-" Peter rolled his body closer to the edge of the bed and threw up on Jordan's bare feet.

"OH HELL FUCKING NO!" Jordan screamed and Cole and I rushed out of the room, laughing so hard that Cole tripped on nothing and fell to the ground.

I heard someone sigh from the other room and my guess is that it was Blake since Jordan was too busy yelling out profanities. "Stay here." I heard Blake say as he walked out of the room, biting his tongue to contain his laughter.

He walked into the storage room and came back with paper towels, a mop, a normal towel, and an air freshener in his hands. He held the mop, air freshener, and paper towels with one hand then threw the towel at Cole's laughing face with the other. "Wet it." He ordered, walking back into Cole's room.

Cole got up, still laughing, and walked towards the bathroom that was right beside my room instead of his ensuite bathroom. I moseyed over to Cole's room and clogged my nose when I entered.

Blake looked up at me then nodded his head towards the window. "Could you please open it? It stinks in here." I nodded my head and opened the window, letting the fresh cool breeze quickly invade the room.

Blake handed Jordan the paper towels and told him to wipe the barf off and his feet then go wash them in Cole's bathtub.

He mopped the barf on the floor that had missed Jordan's feet and let out a breath, shaking his head.