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❝ You ain't never gotta lie to meI'm everything that I strive to beSo do I look like him? ❞

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You ain't never gotta lie to me
I'm everything that I strive to be
So do I look like him?


˙✧˖°📷 ༘ ⋆。˚


the event had ended an hour ago, yet the school remained loud as it was full of people chatting and getting caught up.

the school was serving food so no one really planned to leave until it ran out or until the next hour. you smiled to yourself at the sight of eric's plate full of food from each table.

not a rare sight to see.

you sat with wendy, red, heidi, bebe, and nichole. the classic popular group that every school has. but you didn't really consider yourself popular since you saw how many people looked confused upon hearing your name during the event.

currently, you were chatting with craig, tweek , clyde, jimmy, and tolkien. they had bought you a few gifts for no apparent reason.

"you guys really didn't have to buy me a gift.." you carried the bags carefully and lifted your head, smiling at the group.

"nonsense!" clyde exclaimed dramatically, "you were able to perform despite being the new student and that's a rare occasion for us!"

tolkien nodded in agreement and smiled warmly at you. "you did amazing, [y/n]. i would love to hear you sing again."

you blushed at his words. "o–oh. thank you.. uhm.. thank you guys for these gifts." you felt smaller and more shy with 10 eyes staring at you.

"it's not problem. you deserve it." craig spoke up with his usual monotone voice. but a hint of admiration and fondness were shining in his eyes as he stared at you.

"y—y–you c—–could b–be a s—s–singer!" jimmy declared, making your eyes widen at his statement.

"n–no, that wouldn't be possible for me–" you laughed nervously, brushing off his wild declaration. "but you played the drums so well, it felt as if i was watching a professional band!" you changed the topic onto jimmy.

jimmy giggled shyly at your compliment.

"oh God! is it my turn?!" tweek's voice made your head turn. before you could ask what was wrong, a box of cookies were shoved in your hands. "ARGH!— i h–hope you l–like the cookies." you gasped softly at the extra gift added onto your already full hands but accepted it anyways, like who would decline a box of delicious cookies?

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