Jason's POV

Dylan's sorry luck got worse. He came home just as I finished explaining what he had done.

"DYLAN! GET IN HERE!"

You see, Dylan's mom, Mrs. Burler, was a nice person. She even gave me a sugar cookie. Oh no, not when she was mad though. As Dylan walked into the room, his mother grabbed his ear and forced him to kneal on the ground.

"Mom! It's not what it looks like! I, I can explain why Jason's here. He- he's been trying to get me in trouble!"

"I'm calling your father!"

"NO! Mom, he'll kill me! He'll send me ti military school!"

"He won't have to, because I say you are!"

"MOM! NOOOOOO!" Dylan was basically in tears. Honestly, his mother was scaring the shit out of me too, and I wasn't even in trouble.

As quietly as I could, I tips toed out of the house. The lat thing I heard was here whipping him.

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OKAY I KNOW ITS NOT LIKE MY USUAL DRAMATIC CLIMAX BUT IM GIVING U GUYS A small BREAK FROM HEARTACHE BEFORE RIVALS, MY NEW FANFIC.

The next chappy is the last! Well, it's a pretty short chapter, so yeah.

And to all the haters, if you don't like my writing, either deal with it or stop reading it.

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