"are we seriously about to do this love triangle thing right now?"
a story in which the balderas' twins with a huge secret both find themselves falling for the new girl, who happens to have the exact same secret
lowercase intended
bree davenport x...
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episode 20 ~ the haunting of mission creek high ~
"hey, guys, you ever have that nightmare of where you're standing in the middle of the school in nothing but your birthday suit? well, it's happening to me!" leo exclaimed, moving away from the gym doors.
as soon as val spotted him, she broke out into a fit of laughter, catching the attention of others in the hallway.
"someone stole my clothes while i was in the shower!"
"well, you know, when i lose something, i find it helps to ask yourself where's the last place you saw it?"
"on my body," leo deadpanned.
"and you've definitely checked there?"
"i can't," valerie gasped for air, leaning against bree for support.
"shut it," bree smacked the hispanic, hiding her smile as she turned towards leo. "that is so mean. who would do that to you?"
"a-yo!" trent startled them, and guess what he was wearing.
leo's clothes, which were very tight on him.
"ah," they all said in unison.
"trent? you took my clothes?"
"well, yeah. how else am i supposed to play 'attack of the giant trent'? fee-fi-fo-fum, i smell the blood of a wimpy one! get it?" he asked, pretending to sniff the younger boy. "it's you."
he continued to mess around, and after doing a squat, a ripping sound was heard.
"oh! tear in aisle two! looks like your mommy's gonna have to buy you clothes at the not big and the not tall store."
"why does trent always pick on me more than anyone else?" leo asked once the idiot ran away.
"well, i outsmart him. i've studied his schedule and routine to ensure that we're never alone together. i even know when he's gonna take a-"
"-bathroom break!" trent suddenly shouted.
"right on time."
"yeah, cause that's not weird," val mumbled.
"hm, son, you need a hobby," bree furrowed her eyebrows and dragged her girlfriend to her locker.
"camera phones on, people. we've got a runner!" trent left the gym with leo's towel, resulting in the dooley boy screaming.
