Hey, I'm this is still shit and makes ZERO sense...I'm just writing off the top of my head. Anyways song rec Sunflower by Rex Orange County
T rushes far away from the bus, reliving every awkward moment in her head. T walks quickly with her eyes in the ground causing her to bump into a tall, lean man and trip over his foot. "Are you okay??" The man quickly tries to help her, offering her his right hand while using his left to support her up. "Yes, sorry about that! I didn't see you I should have been paying attention I'm sorry!!" She says, her mouth moving quicker than her mind. He then shifts her body to the side trying to make sure she was okay, "no no no don't worry about it, I wasn't paying attention, are you sure you are okay? " he asks sincerely. "Yes, I'm fine. Thank you so much um anyways again I'm sorry, " T says one last time before awkwardly turning away. "It's okay! I'm Vince by the way. But everyone calls me V, I will pay for dry cleaning and stuff so here's my number." T turns back, her eyebrows knit due to her confusion. "Dry cleaning ...?" She looks at her left sleeve and sees a dark spot on it. " oh! Don't worry about it V! Nothing my washer can't fix" Vs eyes widen at her slight change of mood. She no longer looked stressed or concerned, her whole aura changed... "Haha by the way I'm T! I'm new here it is very nice to meet you" she offers him a warm smile. He looks at her finally getting a chance to admire her. She is gorgeous, her round face, plump lips, and eyes were distracting, and for a second he got lost in them. Her outfit looked casually perfect and her smile... "I should be paying to see this," he thinks to himself unconsciously. His face turns a dark red due to his deeper skin tone. T looks at him with confusion, "You're the second person to turn red today! Wait...AM I THE DISEASE???" She says loudly causing everyone to look at her. "W-what?" He says still in his daze "what?" He finally snaps out of it. "Oh no is there a butthole on my face and it making everyone sick??? I had a dream about that once, it was so weird but that's impossible.. right ??" She pulls her phone out to look at her face "whew no butthole, but my forehead is still huge.. don't tell me" she looks up at the boy," is that the reason y'all are getting sick? Cuz my forehead?" The boy can not tell if she's joking or not. she looks too serious right now, so he holds back the laugh that is arguing against him. "What," he says blankly. "That wouldn't be fair, it's not my fault I gotta big forehead blame my mom!" She rambles. V couldn't keep up with the speed of the conversation, for half of it he was distracted by watching her lips move. "You're kinda dumb huh?" He says jokingly and without thinking. T was taken aback by the comment," ha.. " she laughs awkwardly. "yeah I am sorry I was just joking.." her entire mood changes again, her eyes loss the bright glow it once had. "Anyway thank you again!! I-I'll see you again" she says not nearly as energetic. V sighs "I didn't mean to hurt her feeling...I meant dumb in a good way, and I wasn't lying she's dumb... I feel bad," he thinks to himself. He looks down at his expensive dress shoes with a newly found scuff on them, "shit my dad's going to kill me!"
He lifts his leg trying to clean it but in that quick second things take a turn for the worst. "Oops!!" The young girl shouts. She is pretty but not like the woman he had previously just talked to. The young woman spilled her drink on his pants," tsk " he smacks his lips and he looks down at the mess "I'm so sorry!!" she says as she tries to hand him some napkins she found in her purse. He glares at her slightly but then lets out a sigh. Before he can say 'it's okay' the young woman shouts and points her finger at a young man with droopy eyes and an oversized hoodie. "HE BUMPED INTO ME IF UR GOING TO YELL AT ANYONE YELL AT HIM" the young woman was definitely too old to be yelling and pointing. "S-sorry about that, I was just trying to get to class I'm not sure how it's my fault but sorry," the accused boy says nonchalantly. V looks at the boy and back at the young woman "It's fine don't worry about it... everyone's apologizing so much today.." V says as he shakes his head "you must be new here I'm Vince what's your name? " V asks the young man. V finds him very attractive, he looks mysterious with his long hair covering his eyebrows, and his pretty plum lips. Lips were always something V noticed. The boy had a pretty face but an intimidating aura. Before the question sat in the air for too long the young woman cuts in as if the question was for her " My name is Kayce!" She says desperately trying to make herself known. "Oh okay, and you?" V now makes it know that the question was directed towards the boy. "O-oh um, my name is Jay...why...?" Jay looks at him with cautious eyes. Rule number one in Jay's book is don't trust rich, hot people. V can sense his hostility "oh nothing...I'm a second year at this university so if you need any help let me know okay? "
"I'm good thanks," Jay says sounding harsher than intended. Kayce looks at Jay with treating eyes, and Jay, who can't make eye contact with anyone looks away and walks off. V watches him walk away, " first a dumb hot clutz and now a rude hot introvert...What did I do to be this lucky?" V thinks to himself. Before walking off he notices that Kayce is still there... "Can I help you?" He tries to say in a positive tone. Kayce turns red and runs away. " I bet she spilled that on me on purpose." v sighs and looks at his expensive pants again.
Jay felt a slight blush on his face, he had lost count with how much he had to cool down his cheeks. He couldn't explain why he was so rude to the older boy earlier but he couldn't help it. Jay finally takes the time to think about the earlier situations. "The boy .. V was his name, right? His voice sounded so smooth and soothing, but most of all it sounded like money... I hate rich people. " Jay makes his way into the classroom making sure to keep his head down so that he doesn't feel noticed. He sat in the very back to the left and placed his head on the desk. "I can't wait for today to be over."
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