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Travis was in love, madly so, this blue headed boy was always on his radar. Travis had a hard time admitting it to himself, in fact he hadn’t realized that he had even liked the boy, Travis didn’t know what it was like to really fall in love, especially with a kind and witty person that didn’t judge him. Everyday Travis promised himself that he would go to school and tell the blue haired boy how he felt, but everyday instead Travis would just screech at him or twerk his way into a closet, why was this so hard! (Pun intended) Why was Travis such a nerd! He knew exactly what he wanted to say but as soon as that boy was near him he couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think and then his moment was gone. Travis was so pissed he could commit arson, and he did. He was walking home minding his own business when he passed a gas station… they had a sign up that said “Teen Twerk Night, be there or be square!” Travis fucking hated squares! He screeched his power screech of angry power and magma shot from his mouth and ears, the gas station went up in flames almost instantly but what was this? Someone was inside…could it be? Blue headed boyyyyyyyyy, nooooooooooo, Travis ran into the explosive gas a station to find the skeleton of his blue headed love, he let out a whimper so subtle and dragged the remains with him out of the gas station, he flew to the top of the gas station using his super twerk powers and decided he would be with his love and finally profess his love to him while he was at it, he screamed “I love you Mr. Blue Haired Boy and here comes the proof!” Before hopping off of the roof hand in hand with skeleton and crashed to the ground, head landing in flaming magma and melting instantly, his heads made a squealy kettle sound as it burned. Then he got up and did an Irish Jig.
The End.