Two students who go to Kawaii Highschool, Bill Nya and Dreamy Weamy, end up crossing paths and well let's just say they get a lil freaky with eachother
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yeah so obviously this is some crack fic which was based on a convo me and a friend had.
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I sat down in my seat studying the board. I swiftly moved my pen around to keep up with the teacher's words while still keeping my notes readable. I made sure every dot, every comma, and every period was perfect when I felt something hit my shoulder.
I peeked over and saw my childhood best friend, John Cena.
John Cena was assigned to be the bland protagonist, despite having the personality of stale biscuit, other students were in love with John. Not me though. This is kinda obvious but I'm a MAJOR Nerd. Infact my classmates refer to me as "The Science Guy" cuz I'm that big of a nerd. So yeah, I guess you can say I'm not like other people despite having the most common trope in the school: a cat girl.
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My thoughts were interpreted by John Cena. "What?" I whispered, turning to him. "Tonight I'm having a party! You coming?" John grinned at me.
"Didn't you hwave owone last week?" "Yeah, so?" "Isn't it a lil swoon for that?" "It's NEVER too soon to party Bill! Come on, just stop by!" "Eh... I guess I'll stwop for a liwwle ... I'll pwobably be in a cowner rweading though."
I turned back to my notebook trying to catch up. Unlike others, I hate partying. I would rather stay inside and read. Not do... the whole drinking and sex stuff. Who would even be at this party?
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I scribbled down my thoughts about my school day until I remembered that party. I have to pick out an outfit for it, don't I? I dragged myself to my closet and went through the same 30 skirts until I found the perfect outfit. This would surely let others know I'm not like them!
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I quickly got dressed, grabbed a book, and texted John, letting him know I was on my way. The only reason why I agreed to this was due to the fact John was who I grew up with. I don't have a choice but to hang out with him. But maybe it has its benefits. Or I'm simply lying to myself here. Who knows.
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I lived in the same neighborhood as John so it wasn't a far walk. Being a nerd and being a cat girl meant I wasn't super athletic. I mean cat girls were suppose to be these weak people, are they not? So if I walked any longer then I would have absolutely passed out
"Bill Nya! You made it!" John cheered "We're actually about to play a game in a bit! Come join us!" I grumbled to myself.
"I would rather swit out for thwis. Sowwy." "Come on Bill! You'll love it!" "What are we even playing?" "Either 7 minutes in heaven or Truth or Dare. We'll decide when we get there!"
Before I could respond John grabbed my wrist, dragging me to the living room. I was going to regret coming here, aren't I?
