Turkish quondale dingle POV
Haven't I given enough? I followed his rules, i
always stuck by him, we defeated yellow tie kid together! Why would he just ignore me like that? Like I'm nothing!?
I sighed, my thoughts were all over the place from that rizz party. I thought I impressed leader and I saw the way he looked at me, I really thought we were in love even though it's basically forbidden.
I close my eyes, hoping it will drown my thoughts of love. As I do that, the music and thumping of feat can be heard from the dance floor. I told them I needed a break to go to the bathroom but it was just to cry. I always cry, I'm pathetic, why would he ever like me? WHY!? WHY WHY WHY- ... I felt my crybaby tears come back again, like they always do. Im always the fool with the slowest heart.
I guess the loud music brought me back, leaving the bathroom as I walk back to the group. As always everybody is surrounding the group leader, my group leader. They dance around as I join them, singing to an upbeat song in-front of a camera. I'm behind group leader, in the middle of tomato kid and white T-shirt kid.
I couldn't stop my staring at group leader, he was everything perfect. As I stared I saw a girl, she came into frame next to group leader, dancing next to him. She got closer to him as I felt my stomach churn with jealousy and rage. Who does she think she is?
My eyes narrowed as I looked at them, the girl looked at group leader with love, he even looked back at her. He never looked at me like that. I couldn't take it, I stormed off in a fit of rage and sadness. Tomato kid and white T-shirt kid looked at me with confusion, it looked like they wanted to come after me but they couldn't, not without permission from master.
