Okay, I would like to dedicate this chapter to those of you who keep making me update everyday. IT TAKES PATIENCE TO BE THIS FABULOUS. JUST CALM THE FUDGE DOWN AND DON'T RUSH ME, BROS. But I would like to thank you as well. Most of my family know I like to write, so they don't bother me when I'm writing. IT ALSO GETS ME OUT OF SOCIALIZING...So for the past few days, I haven't needed to talk to people because I'm constantly writing...THANK YOU SO MUCH, I LOVE YOU ALL. This is one of my best excuses for being a silent bitch the entire time I'm at home...HA HA, I'M SO OUTGOING ON THE INTERNET BECAUSE ONLY LIKE, TWO PEOPLE KNOW MY REAL IDENTITY OUT OF ALL THE WEBSITES I GO ON. Thank you person who created alias's.
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Buttercup's POV
I groaned as Butch was getting ready to fight an old geezer with a bunch of arm tattoos.
He needs to be more mature.
I glanced at him as he and the other guy were standing up and getting ready to fight.
"Uh, Buttercup, don't you think we should do something?" Blake said with a serious expression on his face.
"No, this is my favorite part," I pointed to the movie as someone's neck was being bitten.
"Buttercup!" Blake yelled. I groaned again.
I grabbed Butch by his ponytail and forced him to sit down.
"Let go of me, you old hag!" He yelled while trying to get out of my grip.
"Say's the boy who looks older than me," I scoffed.
"Well, well, well. It looks like the out of you two, the man in the relationship isn't the man," the old man laughed.
I'm done putting up with this crap about Butch and I dating.
WE WOULD MAKE A TERRIBLE COUPLE!
"We aren't dating! So just shut up, old man!" I grabbed him by the collar and brought his face up to mine.
"Hey, Buttercup! Calm down!" Blake yelled and pulled on my arm.
"Get off me!" Butch pushed Blake away. Then he grabbed my arm and pulled me down next to him.
"What the hell?" I shoved him a little.
"If anyone is going to give that guy a punch in the face, then it's going to me," He pointed at himself with his thumb. I rolled my eyes.
"Hey! No fighting in the movie theater!" someone in a uniform yelled.
Butch crossed his arms and continued to watch the movie in silence.
I closed my eyes, waiting for the movie to end.
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"Finally!" I stretched my arms once we got out of the theater.
"It wasn't that bad. I liked the part where they chopped of the girl's head because she was infected," Butch smirked.
"You are so weird," Blake muttered to himself.
I looked at them both when I realized something.
How come I have the shortest hair?
Butch has long bangs and a hair that goes to the middle of his shoulders.
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