shopee x lazada

hate him

SHOPEES POV
                 as i walk into the school, a lot of people already surround me. i smirk, knowing i was the most popular in the school. i look at the other side of the hall. more people are crowding around someone..i click my tounge. i forgot lazada existed. i look back at my wonderful fans. i smile.
"sorry guys but make way will ya?" i wink. they quickly make way for me. i walk to my locker, feeling like a celebrity. i get to my locker and take some stuff for class. as i turned around, i get pinned onto my locker by a certain someone.
"guess who's winning the competion." lazada whispers. fuck.
"whoever gets more fans at the end of the term, wins. remember?" lazada smirks. i roll my eyes.
"you have only two more weeks. good luck~" lazada pats my shoulder and walks away. i fucking hate him. hes so annoying. i groan. i lift up my arms, almost throwing my books. "my reputation." i thought. i quickly put my arms down to my chest. i sigh. i quickly walk to class. i arrive to class and sit down at my table. i looked beside me and there was lazada. my mouth dropped.
"why the fuck are you sitting here??! wheres carosell???" i whisper to him.
"i asked the teacher if i could switch seats with him." lazada winks at me. i groan.
"dont be so mad~" lazada says while huddling closer to me. i cross my arms, looking away from him. he puts his arms around my shoulders.
"how about we both act like we're friends? we'll gain more fans." lazada whispers in my ear. fuck. thats actually a good idea.
"but what if i dont?" i whisper back. i can see him thinking for a moment.
"but you will! mostly, a lot of people will think we're rivals, but if they see us hanging out together, we'll gain fans. many of them. and if people start shipping us maybe we can act like we're da--" i interrupt him by slapping him in the face.
"no. no dating act. but i will accept the friend act." i say.
"great!" lazada smiles.
"meet me at the canteen later." lazada adds. i nod.

AFTER A FEW CLASSES OR SMT...
                   a sigh escaped my mouth. math is so fucking hard. focus in the bright side, shopee. its lunch right now. i pack my things and left the class, walking to the canteen. i spot lazada sitting on the bench thingy in canteens and he spots me too. he gestures for me to come over. i roll my eyes, walking over to him. i sit next to him.
"do you want me to buy you food? i have plenty of money right now. although, how can someone so poor like you be so popular?" lazada smirks. i try not to hit him hard.
"actually, yes please. i want chicken rice." i smile sweetly, fighting the urge to hit him. he gets up, walking to the rice stall. i sigh heavily. a few minutes later, he sits back down with the chicken rice. he scoops a spoonfull of chicken rice.
"say ahhh~" lazada smirks, pushing the spoon into my face.
"no thanks, i can eat on my own." i push the spoon away.
"do it for the fans." he whispers. i resist for a while before groaning loudly. i open my mouth. i can feel people watching me. he shoves the spoon in my mouth. i blush a bit.
"aint no way. you're blushing. are you actually enjoying this?" lazada looks at me, almost stunned.
"OF COURSE NOT!!" i almost scream.
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEKKKK!!! ARE YOU GUYS DATING??!?" a bunch of girls ask, squealing excitedly.
"NO-" i get cut off by lazada.
"maybe, maybe not." lazada winks. i look at him with my mouth dropped.