Biden awoke as his alarm clock blared its obnoxiously loud tune. He groaned as he smacked the top of his alarm clock to stop it, and he checked the time.
"Eight AM already? Okay, this is fine. You're going to do great Joe, you can do this!"
He spoke to himself confidently as he sat upon his bed, walking to his closet and picking out his school uniform. The school uniform was a traditional dark blue shirt with a black tie and a matching dark blue pair of pants. Biden had tried it on yesterday, and he didn't like the tightness of the fabric or how it fit his chest, but he didn't have many other options even if they didn't have a uniform. He didn't have many appealing clothing.
He sighed in annoyance, maybe the reason he never had any friends was because of his poor clothing choice?
"Okay, this is fine, you're fine!"
He repeated, trying to calm his nerves that he had felt all night, makingnit hard for him to actually get any sleep.
"I can make new friends this year, at my new school! Real ones!"
He stated to himself in a poor attempt to reassure himself as he continued to stare at himself in the mirror.
"Biden, breakfast is ready and school starts in a few!"
He heard his mother shout from downstairs. A faint smell of eggs and bacon wafted up to his room that quelled his nerves slightly, at least he'd be full when we arrived at school.
"Okay mother, I'm coming!"
Biden responded happily as he opened his door, practically running down the stairs in excitement. He enjoyed school, even though he got bullied and could never make friends, but finally, after moving to Washington, he had hope for his future, he was even planning on running for president of the student council!
He quickly ate, ignoring all of his mother's attempts for small talk as he rushed out of the house. Biden finally saw his new school in the distance after running for a couple of minutes. 'Phew, I'm here! I'm so tired, I mean I guess I was never athletic, but I thought I had at least more stamina than this!' He thought to himself as he held out his arm, looking down at it to check on the time for the fifth time. It was now 4 past 8 pretty good as his classes start at 8:30-'
His thoughts suddenly got interrupted as he crashed into something, or someone. He grunted in pain as he started to fall backward. He closed his eyes in fear, accepting his fate that resided on the floor. He finally fell to the floor, wincing in pain as he looked up to see what he had crashed into. Biden's eyes widened in surprise as he stared at possibly the most attractive man he had ever seen before him before.
The mysterious man had beautiful piss blonde hair which was obviously a wig of some sort as you could see the wig glue that resided right under it. The man had spray tanned skin that reminded him of well.. an orange. His ocean blue eyes shined in the sunlight, making Biden's face heat up into a slight blush.
"Hey, watch where you're going twerp!"
The mysterious orange man accosted him angrily as he stared down at Biden, his squeeky and childish wining voice fitting his attractive appearance. Biden was lost in a trance-like state as he stared up at the mysterious man.
Biden suddenly broke out of his trance that Trump had unknowingly cast upon him as the orange man waved his hand Infront of Biden face
"Hello?? Are you ignoring me?"
The man squeaked out, sounding like a whining chcild.
Biden felt his face heat up more, his face turning a light shade of pink from his embarrassment. Had he just ruined his chance with the most beautiful mad he had ever seen?!
"O-oh my Garfeild, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to bump into you, are you okay sir?"
Biden responded nervously, hoping that he could still have a positive conversation with the man
"Pfft, am I fine? Of course I am! My name is Donald J. Trump, the soon-to-be president of the student council"
Trump introduced himself proudly, wearing his family's name like a shiny striped tie, making Biden think about "Donald J. Trump"'s life. If he introduced himself with the last name, his family was probably rich, right?
Trump held his hands out for Biden to hold so he could help him back up onto his feet. Once Biden had held onto his hands, Trump pulled Biden towards himself so Biden could stand again, and he quickly putting his hands back next to his sides.
"My name is Joe, nice to meet you Mr. Donald Trump!"
Biden introduced himself kindly, holding out his hand for Trump to shake. Trump took Biden's hand in his own, shaking it quickly before he held his hands back at his side once again, as he smiled down at him.
"Joe what..?"
Biden grinned mischievously at Trump's question, as he knew what he could deviously respond with.
