𝘾𝙐𝙏𝙀 𝘾𝘼𝙎𝙃𝙄𝙀𝙍; south park ☆

𝘾𝙐𝙏𝙀 𝘾𝘼𝙎𝙃𝙄𝙀𝙍☆; Group Project

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"YEAH, THAT'S ME."
you replied, intimidated by the blonde who looked down on you.

You had to admit though, she was very pretty.

"So you're the newbie everyone is talking about?" The blonde leaned in more to inspect you, her hands laid on her hips as if demanding for answers.

A hand was placed in top of her shoulder and pulled her back, making you relieved.

"Sorry about my friend," The black-haired girl spoke, slightly glaring at her friend who only just rolled her eyes.

"I'm Wendy Testaburger, and this is my friend Bebe." She gestured towards herself and to the blonde.

The two continued to look down at you and you felt awkward and your neck started to cramp.

"[Y/N] Evans." You responded, unsure of what else to say.

Then Wendy grabbed a nearby chair and Bebe did the same, and you finally turned your head down at they pulled the chairs up to your desk.

You noticed Wendy had a pencil case, a purple notebook and her school Chromebook.

She opened the school Chromebook and started to log in, looking away so it didn't seem like you were trying to get her password you made eye contact with Bebe.

For a split second her eyes seemed concentrated on you but once she realized you caught her staring she glared at you and rolled her eyes and looked away, trying to keep up the mean girl demeanor.

You raised an eyebrow before turning back to Wendy's Chromebook which was now positioned towards you all to see.

"Okay, so the assignment in Google classroom that's kinda like an escape room activity thing."
Wendy informed and you nodded to her words, Bebe on the other hand just kept her arms and legs crossed, keeping her eyes on the Chromebook.

You watched Wendy's fingers as she typed on the Chromebook, her nails looked freshly manicured and the light purple color matched her pale skin and you noticed she had a few moles on her hands.

Wondering if she also had moles on her face you looked up at her, taking this chance as her eyes were concentrated on the screen to study her since you haven't had a chance to.

Her bangs weren't too long—Or short, her eyes were a pretty grey that was not too light that they seemed to be staring into your soul if any eye contact, and not too dark that looked scary.

And yes. She did in fact have a few moles on her face.

Bebe took noticed off your staring at Wendy and her hands gripped her upper arms in jealousy.

Of course, Wendy had always been on top of Bebe, personality and sometimes looks wise.

Though being the girl's best friend, she couldn't help but feel only second place to her, even though Wendy always reassures the girl.

"Okay," Wendy leaned back from leaning into the Chromebook and looked across the desk to [Y/N].

Wendy's actions were too fast to give [Y/N] time to look away, so they made eye contact.