Purple Imposter X Logan Paul

Chapter 1

Purple imposter felt his body tremble, he shot his eyes open, hearing the painfully loud sound of his alarm clock blaring right into his small, unseeable ears. He sat up in bed, sighing, it was the first day of senior year. He should be rejoicing and celebrating but he couldn't think about doing anything of the sorts. He had moved over the summer from his cozy home in Vietnam to Westlake, Ohio.

It sucked seeing all of his old friends and even his old lover, Sergio, had already almost seemingly moved on. They would still send him texts now and again, but he knew they all meant nothing, he saw the Snapchat story's and Instagram posts. They weren't even affected that he left. He sighed, sitting up in his bed, turning off his alarm, and grabbing his phone off the charge.

He hopped his short -79 inch purple body out of bed, heading into his bathroom. He brushed his teeth and washed his face. Even if he wasn't the slightest bit excited he could still attempt to look his best for his new school. He pushed his hair back, styling it into a high ponytail filled with multi-colored butterfly clips . He smiled at his reflection in the mirror. He had the hair, now all he needed was the makeup and outfit to match. He did huge colorful eyeliner, along with some bright eyeshadow to match the butterfly clips that were scattered across his head. He finished with some light blush and contour.

He walked back into his room, passing his mirror he stopped, staring at his naked body. He hated how feminine his body looked, his perfectly smooth purple legs, that lead up to his small but still prominent waist. And his large but smooth chest, and his small, petite hands and arms. "Jeez." He scoffed, turning away from the mirror, not being able to stare at himself any longer. He went to his closet picking out the perfect first day outfit. It included a cute black and brown checkered skirt, with a long white checkered belt and cat stockings. For the top half he had a button up shirt covered in pastel sharks and dolphins. To finish off the look he clipped on some long dangling earrings and necklaces.

He slipped on his high-topped, white doc martins, before heading back over to the mirror to look at himself. "Damn. I look good." He whispered to himself, letting a small smile slip into his face. "I guess today won't be so bad after all." She said in almost a whisper to himself, letting the words softly flow of his smooth and dark pink painted lips.

He looked at his alarm clock, jumping almost as he saw the time, he needed to leave the house now if we wanted to be even remotely on time, and he didn't even know where any of his classes were at. He grabbed his bag, running down the stairs as quickly as he could, grabbing a piece of toast and sprinting out of the house like the petite and sexy anime girl he was.