Team Brendon: It’s Better To Die on One’s Feet than to Live on One’s Knees
Title: Gay Is Not A Synonym For Shitty
Team: Brendon
Prompt: It’s better to die on your feet than live on your knees.
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Spencer/Jon, Brendon/Ryan, Gabe/William, Pete/Patrick, Travis/OFC
Summary: When Brendon stepped inside Thomas Jefferson High School for the first time after moving, he didn’t notice anything different about it. It seemed just like the school he went to before his mother left his father and took Brendon with her. It wouldn’t take long for him to find out how wrong he was.
Warnings: Swearing
Word count: 3056
Notes: I hope I didn’t screw up too much with the normal High School things. This is written based on the things I know about American High Schools, and that knowledge is limited to the things that happened in 10 Things I Hate About You and Mean Girls. So I’m sorry if it doesn’t sound like High School at all.
Disclaimer: I claim no ownership of people, bands, copyrighted brands or products in this piece of fiction. I make no money off it, and intend no malice. This is only for fun, and doesn't hold a shred of truth. Googling yourself or your friends is a bad, bad thing.
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Team: Brendon
Prompt: It’s better to die on your feet than live on your knees.
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Spencer/Jon, Brendon/Ryan, Gabe/William, Pete/Patrick, Travis/OFC
Summary: When Brendon stepped inside Thomas Jefferson High School for the first time after moving, he didn’t notice anything different about it. It seemed just like the school he went to before his mother left his father and took Brendon with her. It wouldn’t take long for him to find out how wrong he was.
Warnings: Swearing
Word count: 3056
Notes: I hope I didn’t screw up too much with the normal High School things. This is written based on the things I know about American High Schools, and that knowledge is limited to the things that happened in 10 Things I Hate About You and Mean Girls. So I’m sorry if it doesn’t sound like High School at all.
Disclaimer: I claim no ownership of people, bands, copyrighted brands or products in this piece of fiction. I make no money off it, and intend no malice. This is only for fun, and doesn't hold a shred of truth. Googling yourself or your friends is a bad, bad thing.
Click for fic!
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