I'll try posting this one more time, then I think I'll just abandon if no one is interested...

>give her a hug and say he'll be going to heaven (mention the movie)
>she chuckles between sobs
>more silence after that
>after a good ten minutes she finally says something
>"user, I think I like you"
>what the hell why
>don't respond
>notice she's tearing up again
>nononononono
>say in a panic
>"hey hey I think I like you too-"
>get cutoff with her screeching in happiness
>realize what I said
>fuck
>could be worse
>elementary is almost over anyway
>tail end of elementary now, late may
>more happy news from teacherbro
>she's nearly 6 months into pregnancy
>taking more and more months off of school to rest w/ her husband
>glad to hear she's doing well, ask mom if we can send her a postcard
>we send one, she thanks us a few days later and hangs it next to my sister's drawings

finally ffw to last day of 5th grade

>teacherbro comes in, her belly is huge
>all the girls are screeching
>we get to the end of the day, had a kickass 5th grade sendoff with fuckloads of candy and shit
>fun day, great way to end elementary school and get to 6th grade

now 6th grade, anons, is an entirely different beast.

>waltz on into 6th grade
>this school was a pipeline from my pre-divorce school, so all of my old friends from 4th grade are here
>walk on up to them, and they're screeching
>happiness ensues
>chat everyone up, talk about what I missed the year I wasn't with them for 5th grade
>girl appears
>oh shit
>my crush from back in 3rd grade
>let's call her liza
>she comes back up and gives me a huge fucking hug
>get feelings for girls that I havent gotten before
>whatever, I'm ok with it
>proceed to classes
>teachers are all mediocre

This chapter won't be as much about my teachers and all, much more about social experience + what happens to teacherbro.

ffw like a month

>sittin in health class one day talking about nutrition or something, get out of class eventually and go to English
>Liza is in that class, she comes over and drops a red envelope with a smiley stamp on it
>issa bomb
>open it
>invitation?
>it's for her 11th birthday
>fuckyes lets go

>arrive at party a couple days after invitation
>I remember the date. October 15th.
>address is like a small fucking convention center
>genuinely shocked
>walk to the top floor
>everyone is there watching nightmare before Christmas
>they all freak out when they see me since my name is a character in the movie, tell me to sit down
>cool little party, we are all chilling out drinking Fanta eating popcorn and such
>my friend Evan suggests spin the bottle

before we get to that, i need to give some context surrounding liza.

I've know Liza for years. going on 15 now. We've since fallen out of touch but we typically talk intermittently, shoot the shit about anime and such.

I met her in 3rd grade, and I instantly loved her. Just that kind of 3rd grade love you know? She's always been so sweet to everyone, and is genuinely a terrific person all around.
We fell out of touch during the divorce school period, and are now re-kindling a friendship this year.

Back to the good stuff.

I'll wait a bit for you guys to catch up. alert me when you'd like more.

Yes Op still reading, keen for more.

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>someone grabs a Fanta bottle from the floor and spins it up
>we're all nervous since we're kissless
>lands on my friend Kevin, and my other friend Molly
>they peck, everyone squeals and they both blush a little bit
>spinitup
>lands on me
>everyone is semi-aware I like Liza, room falls silent as hell
>dramatically grab the bottle and give it a fucking twirl
>lands on Molly again, but she's a bro and kicks it a little so it hits liza
>total bro
>she blushes and doesn't know what to do
>I sit in silence as everyone's eyes begin to fall on us
>youhavenomovesremaining
>tension builds
>I lean over a little
>she leans in a bit too
>YES YES YES YES YES
>thoughts course through my mind at a million miles an hour
>is this the chad life?
>are we gonna make out?
>does she really like me?
>suddenly
>retraction
>oh no
>please no
>she sits back down
>couple seconds of silence
>just complete and utter contemplation
>I'm on the edge of tears when she pulled away.
>"but I don't like user."

>slow tears
>I can tell she feels bad, but she definitely means what she said.
>between sobs I mutter out an ok
>slowly walk to bathroom
>bawl my fucking eyes out
>vomit
>can't see straight
>vomit
>cry until my throat hurts
>I can't stop thinking that she thought I was creepy
>exhausted from crying
>fall asleep halfway out the bathroom
>no one even came to check on me afterwards
>limp towards theater room
>no ones there
>kitchen
>no ones there
>glance at clock, it's about 9
>mom picks me up at 10, still don't know where anyone is
>turns out they're outside
>go to kitchen and dial moms number, ask her to pick me up a bit earlier
>she says she can't get me until 10 or 10:30
>she can tell I've been crying, still have a little quaver in my voice
>"honey what happened? are you ok?"
>insist it's nothing
>"ok. we can talk in the car."
>go outside onto porch/deck
>moons out
>let the cool air hit me for a bit
>need to breathe
>so tired
>wanna go home

>9:30 rolls around slower than a fucking snail
>Liza walks onto the porch, pretend not to notice her
>she sits next to me
>pretend not to notice even though she's well within my line of sight
>she grabs my hand
>"don't fucking touch me."
>stare out over smog covered city for 5 minutes
>notice she's starting to tear up
>feel bad about what I said, still not backing down
>"why did you make me feel like that?"
>she starts to explain she doesn't know if she likes me
>explain to her I cried for a solid ten minutes and passed out on the fucking floor, could give a shit about how she feels
>she's genuinely feeling bad at this point
>still no apology for the embarrassment i witnessed in front of 8+ of my friends
>9:50 rolls on in
>she starts to sob
>says she does like me
>I don't know what to feel, pretty angry and don't know if she actually likes me or is just trying to make herself feel better
>meets this statement with an immediate peck
>silence
>"im sorry ok? please dont be mad at me"
>shes seriously hurt, and i feel like a fucking dick for telling her not to touch me

>we both apologize to each other
>ask where everyone else is
>she explains they left around 8
>"why didn't you wake me up?"
>"you look like a baby when you sleep user. wouldn't want to wake a sleeping baby."
>can't tell if this is a joke or insult, don't care
>still not happy i sobbed in front of my friends, leaves a lasting scar
>ask if evan left

quick context : Evan is a bro. Another really cool guy who I often fall out of contact with but still consider a good friend.

>she says he left
>mention my mom is coming soon
>she says ok, leads me out to the front of the little theater center
>give her one more hug until my mom pulls up in the shitty Altima
>hop in the car
>mom starts to ask me what happened, and asked why I was crying
>combat the question, ask where my sisters are
>says they're at home with a babysitter since she went out on a date tonight
>she continues, asking again what was wrong

>she finally gets an answer out of me, something along the lines of spin the bottle, crying, bathroom, etc.
>she feels awful and offers to take me and get some soda at carls jr or something
>"I just wanna go home."
>She's known Liza for a long time too, asks if something happened with her.
>I snap back and tell her not to talk about her anymore
>eyes are watering again
>"user. what happened."
>I scream back a loud "nothing"
>welcome to sobsville, population, me
>she knows I'm really fucking hurt at this point
>getting close to home
>pull into driveway
>presses one more time and asks what happened
>I finally spill
>in between fits of crying I tell her pretty much everything that happened
>tell her Liza thinks I'm a creep
>tell her I cried and passed out
>tell her Liza made up but i didn't believe it
>tell her I don't want to go to school tomorrow
>she meets this with silence, then a hug
>"user. You know I love you hun."
>nod
>"Do I get angry sometimes?"
>nod
>"Do you believe everything I say whenever you break a vase?"
>no
>"So Liza probably didn't mean anything either. She was probably just angry."
>angry with what?
>still confused
>mom looks like she let something slipped that she shouldn't have let slip
>worried look
>"What would she be angry about?"

cont.
>mom pauses
>"Do you remember when dad would get home and smell/act funny?"
>oh fucking no
>don't tell me
>"Liza's dad is having the same problem hun."
>I feel like absolute fucking human scum
>I told her to fuck off
>I didn't accept her
>oh fuck
>did she really like me?
>no no no no
>everything was fucking falling
>was she nervous her dad would hear? where even was her dad? he wasn't fucking there.
>HE WASNT FUCKING THERE
>im panicking, I demand we go back and make sure she's ok
>mom sighs, explains this has been happening for months on end now since Lizas dad lost his job
>oh my fucking god no
>I did this
>this is my fucking fault
>is she gonna hurt herself?
>is her dad gonna hurt her? the fucking drunk
>mom realizes its nearly 10:30, tells me to go inside

>wake up at 9:30
>late as fuck for school
>begin to scramble, mom notices
>"Honey you aren't going to school today. Especially not after last night."
>no
>I need to fucking go, I need to say sorry
>"You called her house nearly 20 times last night."
>what?
>20 times?
>"Her parents aren't happy. They had to clear out their answering machine."
>get angry at this
>"The answering machine?"
>she nods and takes a few steps back
>"So you don't care she could've died? With her dad in the house? He wasn't there for the whole party! He probably got back at one and beat her to death!"
>mom just sighs again
>"He wouldn't do that user. He's still a good man. Just going through some rough times."
>I fucking snap
>scream at her really loudly, saying that no father going through rough times get drunk and beat their fucking kids
>she's still so calm
>I ask her if she's ok with Liza getting beat by her drunk dad
>she just kneels down to me and whispers
>"user. She is ok. There's nothing else to worry about."
>her soft voice makes me shatter
>collapse in her arms and cry some more
>reminisce on memories about dad, think about how he treated us
>begin to think she has to go through that too

Keep going pls op, good story. The bad feels are perfect for this time of year.

ffw next couple of months
>mom gets a facebook alert
>teacherbro had her kid
>my sisters go apeshit
>start singing, asking the name, baby's gender, etc.
>mom cheerfully says it's a healthy, happy little boy, 9 lbs, 4 oz.
>sisters are so excited, I can't help but get happy with them
>through some begging, we convince her to go see teacherbro at the hospital
>excited on the ride there, arrive and checkin
>sisters are bubbling, I'm pretty happy myself
>we take the elevator up
>walk into the room, nurse follows up
>teacherbro is chilling on the bed, awake with her bubbly baby boy in her arms
>she meets us with a grin, tells us to be a little quiet so the baby doesn't start crying
>girls look on in awe
>reminds me of when they were born
>remember how happy I was
>mom starts talking to teacherbro, asking how she's been, how her husband is, etc.
>sisters are still giggling every time the baby sneezes or snots up a little

>"He was always such an honest man user. Heart of gold. I know for a fact he loved your mom and your sisters."
>ask how she knew my dad
>nonchalantly says they knew each other in college, kept in touch w/ facebook and such
>smallworld.jpeg
>She continues, saying my dad was so excited for me to be born, same with all of my sisters
>Then, sometime after my last sister was born he started to fall off
>she says he spiraled into a depression
>couldn't control his drinking issue
>collapsed after a year
>mom needed to get us out before he started to abuse us physically
>everything has become so clear
>ask if he was just going through a rough patch like Lizas dad
>met with silence
>"I really don't know hun. He was just so sad throughout the years after your last sister was born."

ok. from this point I'm gonna start having to type orig. y'all ok with waiting btwn posts?

yeah lad just finished these

We got time OP. Keep up posts this is good.

got it. I'll start

>eventually leave the hospital and get back home
>begin to ask mom about what happened with dad, why he started acting the way he did
>"I don't know user. He started to get violent and greedy. He switched a whole ton of jobs, and never seemed happy."
>asked if it was our fault
>met with some silence
>mom sees I'm hurt
>"I don't think it was your fault. Your last sister was a heavy load on us user. I loved her to death, but your dad seemed to stop caring. Past then, he started drinking and threatening to leave. I couldn't do that anymore."
>mom is getting emotional
>ohfuck
>try to console her, saying she did the right thing
>she doesn't know if she did.
>sit with her for a bit until she tells me to go to bed

ffw a couple months past 6th, towards end of year

>remain distant from liza, still don't know how I feel after the party
>rationalize, say it's been a few months
>she probably feels like shit too
>work up a little bit of courage, go and sit with her during lunch
>she's taken aback at first, later opens up
>we both apologize about what had happened at the party, try to tie some loose ends
>still though
>scar is left there

nothing else happened of notice besides that in this year. 7th grade is way a different story.

It's really important to note that this is once again a completely different school, not associated with pre-divorce friends now. Evan and Liza aren't brought back up until high school, and I'm now left with having to deal with a new school due to a few issues that occurred with moving and district changes.

What is important is that this arc includes the resolution with hotshovel, along with a lot of new stuff that happens with friends.

ill still be here a while

damn. my only fan (so it seems). stick around man. hope you're enjoying it.

I'm also here bro, keep it up, this is good.

same haha, this thread is just great

>get to 7th
>whole new start. I know nobody once again
>sisters are not yet in jr high, so I get to experience this shit for myself
>have to switch classes now, no big deal, still odd transition though
>minor reason I switched to a new school (along with district and court bullshit), hotshovel goes here
>looking forward to lunch since it will at least be someone to talk to
>eventually get to lunch after clusterfuck of introductions
>walk towards center of our auditorium
>no fucking idea where she is
>greeted by hotshovel with a gigantic hug from behind
>brush it off as her being happy to see me in 2 years
>then she goes for a smooch
>ok slow your roll
>ask her what's up
>"we are dating aren't we user?"
>excuse me
>"remember? in 5th grade? my dog?"
>god
>fucking
>dammit
>this complicates things to say the least
>i'm beta as shit and don't wanna tell her that I'm not super into her, so I end up playing along

checked
my childhood was very similar

i wonder where this is going

sorry for slow posting. texting a bit here.

>play along, she introduces me to 2 of her friends.
>first up, george
>first impression I get of him is, "he will be the next school shooter"
>skinny, wearing those weird visor glasses w/ bright red rims
>wont stop asking me if I have pokemon cards or some shit
>looks like the type to distribute hentai throughout the school
>he starts talking to me first
>"so what do you think about my new shoes?"
>what the fuck
>he's waiting for a response
>"whaddya think???"
>"they're alright man"
>think of it like insurance since he's guaranteed to go off in hs, don't wanna be on his shit list
>once he hears this, he retracts somewhat satisfied
>goes back to talking abt pokemon or something
>next up, let's introduce chelsea

take your time man, i'm too heavily invested to leave now

It's okay, user. I've been reading these too.

>how the fuck do you have d cups in 7th grade
>what sorcery did you use
>I'm trying desperately to pry my eyes away
>like fucking magnets
>she starts to talk to me in the really high-pitched stacy voice
>"Hi! What's your name?"
>force eyes upwards
>"my name is uhhh"
>went full retard
>"uhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
>she's looking at me hella confused
>"user! it's fucking user"
>she laughs
>tits bounce
>what fucking spell
>whatever
>move on
>hotshovel tries to snap me out of tard mode
>we chill out and eat lunch with george and chelsea, until bell rings
>hotshovel offers to give me a ride home
>well fuck yeah
>freeride too? hotshovel might not be too bad.
>still can't get the image of a doujin girl having been introduced to me though

Man I feel like a woman,getting invested in dramastuff like this

I think i might be the second fan, I am very enthralled in this story.

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>last period of the day
>history
>head on in without too much regard for anything, expecting it to be fucking terrible
>teacher is assigning seat
>great
>one of these teachers
>get thrown in the back since lastname starts with Z
>pretty shit seat, cant see fucking anything
>peruvian dude gets put next to me, no idea what his deal is
>pretty silent
>don't even bother asking his name or anything, sleep through most of the class anyway
>get woken up by a paper pricking my arm
>fucking coloring assignment?
>don't have any colored pencils
>ask peruvian guy for one
>the man pulls out the shittiest, waxiest, shortest excuse for a pencil I've ever seen
>I think it was supposed to be red, couldn't tell
>for some reason get an urge
>this asshole has the audacity to give we this fucking sorry excuse of a pencil
>how about he watches it shatter?
>poke him with the pencil
>he seems annoyed but is paying attention
>throw pencil on ground
>level chair against pencil
>slam down on chair
>TARDSTRENGTH
>I was about 190 lbs, 4'11, complete fatfuck
>pencil snaps with ease
>shit eating grin on my face
>initially he seems pissed
>feel like he's gonna kick my shit in
>but suddenly, his face calms down
>+respect
>lets me use some of his non-shitty pencils
>ask his name
>"allen"

next couple of weeks pass by
>allen and I become somewhat close, start shootin shit in history
>eventually start to get to lessons in ancient china or some fucking garbage
>teacher starts to notice us talking in the back
>monster of a woman
>npc, feminist fuckin weirdo
>always screams at people for doing anything besides reading
>allen and I find another commonality
>we both fucking hate this teacher
>start talking about nothing
>just bullshit that comes to our mind
>anime, games, sometimes even boards we found on Jow Forums/reddit
>start to form a bond based off of pure hatred for this teacher
>teacher takes notice
>starts screaming at us like a tard
>we quiet down for 5 miniutes
>pipe back up
>more games
>more verbal shitposting
>more anime
>MORE
>LOUDER
>she gets pissed
>threatens to seperate
>allen pulls a power move
>"go ahead"
>she does absolutely fucking nothing
>we both look at eachother
>shit eating grin
>laugh
>friendship is forming very fast

was supposed to sleep
pull up Jow Forums
see story

looks like im not sleeping

>final wave
>after this, she has a close fucking eye on us
>we just sit and giggle
>quiet down again, this time for 10 minutes
>here it comes
>initiate final phase
>start fucking audibly talking now as opposed to previous whispering
>audible talking about random shit
>she is livid
>after 2 minutes of us talking, she fucking snaps
>doesn't send us to principal's office or anything
>just goes off about disrespect
>we can't help but fucking laugh
>further infuriated
>still doesn't do shit for reprimand, just screams some more
>bell rings
>we both head out together, waving goodbye to our fatfuck of a teahcer
>start to talk outside of class
>becoming really good friends, completely based on our hatred for a history teacher

MERRY CHIMASS

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welcome user. I'm slowposting so feel free to drift in and out as you please.

merry xmas user (:

i gotta sleep fren
thanks for sharing these feels though i will leave this up so i can read the rest later
merry christmas everyone

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who else is up? I'm thinking about gettin sleep too. Would still be happy to post if anyone is still here though.

i am here user-chan

I was fucking tired before this thread made me captivated

I'm here but I''m smoking that weed and drinking a shit ton of booze so I won't be here long, either way I'm here now my nigga

This is the only thing thats keeping me from offing myself

Keep going or dont user

fantastic. Let's continue, shall we?

don't stop user, i already said it looks like im not sleeping until the story ends

Keep going, this is getting good

you'll be here a while desu

yes please user-chan

Fuck you for having such a good story to tell. Now I'm never gonna sleep

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lurking here, enjoyed what I read so far, looking forward to the rest.

a bit more about hotshovels friends
>start eating lunch with them more often
>chelsea and george aren't too bad
>one day at lunch, decide to bring in allen along with me to lunch
>apparently both allen and chelsea know each other from elementary, easy points
>he further consolidates our little friend group into more

more fucking introductions. I'll try and keep it brief I swear. apologies.

ikr, don't need coffee now lol

how much longer user

fuck man. this goes until shit gets boring (around 10th grade)

>fifth grade
>smash brothers brawl was out
>over 18 now
I think I need to go lie down

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>about brawl, start laughing a bit, talk more about vidya
>>she's actually pretty cool, has a little British accent
>new friend?
>>school day passes with relative ease
>>get to recess and tell hotshovel I need to go with my sisters
>>she asks

I'm ride or die. I mean how much time till you type out the whole thing

first guy that catches my eye is this massive lad, ant
>he's just fucking huge
>almost feels like he's curving the table in
>adhd ridden, fucking clown
>loves pissing people off just to piss people off
>no idea why, but I like this asshole
>no filter in the best way, leads to a lot of bullshit but also a lot of fantastic moments (which we'll get into eventually)

next, angst
>she's odd to say the least
>seems to like a lot of the same shit as the rest of us and has ties to allen and ant, but seems almost out of place here

last one, aug
>the most out of place
>no fucking clue what she's even doing here, no idea who she is
>just seems like a red herring
>friendly enough though

fuck. hours. where i'm at, if i were to continuously type it'd likely be done around 5/6am.

brawl came out in in early '08

>I was 9 yrs old then
>ten years go by
>19 now

Are you OP, speaking?

try dictation. shit works. used it for some clutch papers and its fast

yes

I'll try it, thanks user

>looks like im not sleeping
>actually need to sleep

idk when the thread dies, but post again tomorrow if the thread is dead

Thanks user, looking forward to it

>another few weeks go by after school a few days a week since hot shovel can't give me a ride everyday
>school has weird after school program for kids who can't leave right after

>I'm not sure who's in it, don't know who my friends are in there
>don't really care go anyway since Mom signed me up
>go to the room and almost no one's there
>just two weird kids that I've never seen before
>set down at the empty table and asked them if I'm at the right place
>" this is the right place? I've never gone to this thing"
>met with silence
>one kid is really weird
>he has this hair which doesn't really work that well
>it just looks odd and sticks out all ends
>he glances over at me and just tells me that a guy should be here soon
>throughly creeped when an odd dude greets us and just tells us to do homework and shit
>try a little bit to get and know weird blonde kid
>why is he familiar
>ask his name
>"ethan"
>I definitely know him from somewhere
>brush it off and just continue to chill and do homework
>for some reason the afterschool program is in the home-ec building
>ethan asks creepy supervisor dude if we can cook something
>he says we can use the microwave
>ethan, being the bright individual he is, begins to boil water on the fucking stove
>"what? you said I could use the kitchen"
>no he didnt but ok
>start to like him too
>similar to ant, less fucking massive, really dry in his personality

head home after a couple hours

>ask mom about ethan
>"ethan? oh I know him! you guys played together in preschool"
>so thats it huh
>we were diaper buddies
>whatever the fuck that meant
>glad to have seen that he hasn't moved past the mental age of 4

>get to know him the next few days
>re-kindle relationship from years ago
>tell him my mom knew him
>we both laugh
>gradually get him to sit at the lunch table with the rest of the fucking misfits

interesting group forming, eh? take note of how important this lunch table is becoming. it'll play a big factor later

that wasn't OP lol. I'm posting for as long as you guys would like then nodding off.

that being said, cont?

yep, havent slept yet
finish all the way

I know I just got reminded that ten years have passed and I'm an old fucker.

Its morning for me OP so I'll be reading if you want to continue

shit haha, I'll see how long I can go

apologies.

not sure if i can get it all done, I'll try though

some normie is going to post this to reddit

you betcha. could care less though.

Can someone summarize what this is about?

no tldr newfag
shits good read it

finally. a break from character intro and an event. a rare sight for you anons.

>be sitting at the table with the whole misfit gang
>screaming, we're gradually becoming louder and gaining rep in the school
>our bench/table is directly across from the skater/normie group of fuck heads
>they clearly don't like us
>constantly hurl insults back and forth like grenades
>eventually become tourist attraction, some people begin to sit at our table to watch us for entertainment
>don't care, group seems to be growing
>stack up numbers
>we have as many as the casualfags across from us
>they feel...
>threatened
>shaky pillars
>we start to plot
>start talking about them being total assholes, normal gossip shit
>we're doused in kerosene
>waiting for a match

let's watch the bonfire robots

>1st move, the normalfags start grilling on my appearance, talking about my fatass and fucked up braces
>fire back, call them faggots
>not the worst I could do but it fans the flames a bit
>they seem surprised I'd even have the audacity to respond
>they egg, double down on calling me fat
>normalfags take note I have a usb drive in my bag
>lament me, saying I have porn/hentai stored on their
>toss a nade back at one of the guys' girlfriends, saying she looks like motel slutbait (something along those lines)
>they are again shocked I respond
>all going to plan
>more of their side joins in on the grilling sesh, now starting to make fun of hotshovel
>I get pissed at this, begin to defend her
>they consolidate more, almost in a hive now
>lunch monitors are beginning to take notice of the situation
>escalating, all sides of each table are fully fledged at each other
>the final break
>hotshovel threatens to throw apple
>threatens normalfag leader (some girl who's commanding all of these roasts)
>conflict is heightening
>threats fly both ways
>I rip the apple from hotshovels hand
>contemplate
>brief pause
>huck that fucking fruit right at her skull
>misses, hits her tit

Some of us Chads have a life, you know

>says he has a life
>is up at 2am on Jow Forums

ok bud.

>misses, hits her tit
how do u remember such detail OP

Apparently timezone don't exist anymore?

this was a scarring, yet major moment in junior high, user. I remember this in detail because my brain refuses to let go.

> Some of us Chads have a life
>on Jow Forums at 3am

when you try to hide ur fatass behind the screen

regardless, you're on a multipage thread asking for a tldr. go find it on reddit or something if this is too much reading for your brain.

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>normalfag leader flies into a fury
>tries to reach me and throw a punch
>I don't do shit
>lunch monitors separate her from our end of the table
>she didn't even get in a punch
>to the rest of the school, it looks like we came out on top
>everyone looks on in awe
>THEY HAVE BEEN TOPPLED
>I start crying because I think I'm bouta get in trouble
>get to office and weep a bit, only got 2 days of lunch detention
>chief normalfag gets suspended somehow
>big win
>our group gains traction and begins to get some respect
>people begin to know us around the school
>probably not for the right reasons, still a little rep nonetheless
>normalfags dissipate from their table, we grow further
>amazing
>feels like we just invaded a fucking country
>and won some fuckin territory

trips of truth my nibba, this story really happened