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Max laughed and nodded his head. "Yeah, I'm sure you totally don't think about doing that at school. Man, I think everyone does. I've walked into the bathroom at school a few times to hear a guy who was actually doing it in the stalls. Fuckin' disgusting, I mean, come on, at school? Of all...

Max was kind of shocked when Michael hugged him, but he didn't question it or say anything about it, because he was his brother and the main thing here was that he, who usually didn't hug him, was actually hugging him. He loved his brothers, both of them. He loved his entire family, even if his...

Max was stirring the broth when he heard the front door open and close. He only heard it faintly because of his music, but he heard it none the less. It wasn't like the house was big enough, or had thick enough walls, to not notice every sound that went on in the place. Someone passed gas in...

Max was slicing away at the carrots effectively, and he'd started to feel in a better mood thanks to the joyful tones of the Beatles sounding through the kitchen. He had to work with the kitchen door shut, and the music on low, but that didn't stop him from mumbling along to the words he knew...

Max sat down at the small, circular dining table and put his head in his hands similar to how his father did it. He was waiting for someone to come, or for someone to distract him, but he knew that he should be cooking food now. He knew that by 5pm his brother and sister would be wanting it...

Max sighed and then walked up to the front door of his house. He didn't want to go inside, he didn't want to have to face reality and responsibility. He was happy in his life, that was for sure. I mean, he was happy with his brothers and his sister, he was happy with his friends and his social...

Max finally managed to escape from the school bus and Scott's torturous beginning when it got to the stop where he usually got off. He wasn't actually near his house, no, he hated people on the bus seeing his house so he usually just got off and walked for the rest of the way in silence...

Max pulled his bag onto the surface of his desk with minimal effort before throwing his tatty old textbooks inside. They were second hand, hell, they were fifth hand. Everyone else had their own sparkling new textbooks, but he had to borrow his from school and give them back at the end of the...

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Isaac was happy and snuggled up. He wasn't going to drift off to sleep or anything on account of the whole not being able to sleep without Nathan thing, but he was warm and happy, and that was what mattered to him. He'd fall asleep when Nathan came by, but at least he could rest here. He didn't...

Isaac was pretty happy with how the song turned out. He was going to be anyway, though, because it was them that doing it. Even if all of them were singing horribly he reckoned that he'd still be happy and joyful. Times were good, he was happy, so was everyone else. They were doing things like...

When Eric and Simon came back, Isaac waited for a cue. He still had that grin on his face, the proud one that he couldn't just wipe off like that, and he was still sniffling slightly, but not badly. No, it was time to begin, and the second he saw Nathan nod at him, he did. He started playing...

Isaac was happier than happy when Nathan flew forward and hugged him with that grin on his face. God, that made him... It made him prouder than he already was, and that was hard to do. He was ecstatic now, because he'd made Nathan proud, and happy it would seem. He hadn't ruined his night by...

When Isaac watched Simon go and Nathan come and sit down next to him, he knew that now was the time to tell him. But should he? I mean... He was having a really good night, wasn't he? He seemed really happy and joyful, like nothing could bring him down. But what if it did bring him down? I mean...

Isaac grinned when he saw the food and sat down with Simon next to him. "Thanks, man." And he meant it. He always looked forward to the last meal of the day. Usually breakfast was a little dire, same with lunch, I mean they didn't have much to work with. The times when they had bacon with their...

Isaac looked up when Nathan came in again, and then nodded his head. "Let me just finish this chapter." He nodded, and then looked down at Simon and started reading again. He wasn't making him read a lot of it, only the odd sentence here and there, but still. When Isaac was five he loved to...

Isaac looked up when Nathan and Simon walked back inside the shack, and he smiled at them. "Hey guys." He greeted, even though there was really no need to do such a thing. Still, it was nice to do it he reckoned, and he didn't know why he was thinking into it. It was only a greeting, after all...

Isaac was glad that Nathan was helping him out and going to do all of this for him, going to get water for him and offering to take him to go to the toilet. One of them needed to be concerned about his leg, and it was a good job that it was Nathan, if you get me. I mean, Isaac was obviously...

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Oscar turned his back on the crowd of people and ran a hand through his hair, sighing as he did so. He was conflicted, confused. He wanted to get the money and leave, not play around and wait with all these people staring at him, with Diana staring at him. If she hadn't been here then the entire...