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After spending time taking his math test, Malcolm was checking the messages on CHAT. Now, he wouldn't call the people weird, but they were weird nonetheless. All of them were weird somehow and had their times. But when stuff started turning to religion and stuff like that, Malcolm backed up a bit. He just didn't like getting into religion. He either didn't believe that stuff or he didn't know what to believe. Most of the time it was just he didn't believe, period.

Before he had a chance to keep up with the conversation, a bunch of responses were being sent nonstop. He didn't even have a chance to say anything. His football friends in front of him starting talking to him about stuff he really didn't care about. "Hey Malcolm, you coming to the party Friday?", one of them asked. Malcolm really didn't like going to parties, but he was always dragged to them. So, to respond Malcolm just shrugged and went back to looking at his phone. The football players started talking about the usual stuff they talk about and Malcolm started a response to his real friends.

@Patches haha I don't think it works like that haha,

Before Malcolm could hit send, a few more messages were sent and then a rather weird one from LuckyMe34789. Malcolm, being as smart as he is, could tell he was just trying to play with him a little. So, with a smile on his face, Malcolm decided to play along.

@LuckyMe, shhh! No one's suppose to know about that!

Send. Malcolm almost burst into laughter as he sent the message, his football buddies looking at him weirdly then. "So, you gonna come?" one of them said, almost begging. Letting out an annoyed sigh, Malcolm said "Yeah, sure."

Being forced by football buddies to go to party on Friday -_- I don't like popular people...