Hilary sat at her desk next to her boyfriend. While he was helpful in brainstorming ideas for her campaign, she didn't feel the same connection with him she used too. So despite Bills multiple efforts, Hilary put her headphones in and began listening to her favorite kpop song. She couldn't help but tap her foot along to the rhythm as she studied for her chemistry test. The bell rang and class was dismissed. Before she could even get out the door, Bill had protectively placed his arm around her shoulder.
"So babe, I was thinking for your campaign I think it we should take some photos of you in your American Flag bikini that your dad bought you for Christmas, and then come up with some kind of a racy slogan that'll capture attention and hearts" Bill said.
"Yeah, that's a great idea but no thanks." Hilary responded sarcastically
"Hil, don't be silly! It's a great way to please the men and feminists not to mention me." Bill added.
"You've got to be kidding me" Hilary rolled her eyes and stormed off. Bill assumed it was that time of the month.
Donald's POV:
Donald sat at a table with his greatest friends, and campaign assets eating meatloaf. He and his five best friends were all the sons of wealthy business men, they dressed like they were about to go for a ride on their yacht at all times. Donald's closest friend Trent, put his foot up on the table to display his brand new sperrys.
"They were originally only $80, but I decided I wanted to make them unique so my dad paid our guy $10,000 to dip them in gold" Trent proclaimed. The table clapped in unison.
Donald shyly raised his milk carton and banged his fist on the table rapidly and shouted
"A TOAST TO TRENTS SPERRYS, MAY HIS GOLD SHOES TAKE US ONE STEP CLOSER TO MAKING KEW-FOREST HIGH SCHOOL GREAT AGAIN!!"
The table of blonde haired gentlemen whopped and hollered loudly until an administrator came to calm them down. Suddenly the bell rang and the tight group of friends high fived each other and then headed to their classes. Donald's heart skipped a beat when he realized it was time for Spanish class... Which he had with Hilary and her conniving boyfriend Bill. He licked his lips and brushed his hair back before shimmying into the class. Donald imagined Hilary smiling and waving at him but his wild fantasy was cut short when the teacher yelled called out his name
"Donald, you're late again why? I need an explanation you've been late three times this week and it's only Wednesday!" Said his teacher Mr. Sanders
Donald could not stand the old hag, he spent most of his time preaching about marijuana, free college, and even gay marriage. Three things Donald found disgusting.
"Um yah Mr. Sanders you're gonna have to check your privilege on that one! I'm late to this class because I am an American, and I think that here in America we need to know one language only! That language is the true American language English! LETS MAKE AMERICA ENGLISH AGAIN!" Shouted Trump.
The class giggled at his outburst except for one young man
"Hey dump-truck why don't you shut the fuck up? Your campaign sucks shit and there's no way you're going to win without a professional like me on your team" said Bill
"Hey Bill, you look like Mr. Sanders ballsack, wrinkly and old." Trump responded.
A clearly aggravated Bill let out a grunt, "are you asking for an ass kicking Dump-Truck? Because I'll-" Mr. Sanders cut Bill off.
"If another word comes from either of you, you're going to the principles office got it? Good. Now let's get started" Mr. Sanders began lecturing.
Trump wasn't following of course, his eyes moved to a distressed looking Hilary in the corner of the room. He knew how to cheer her up.. By writing her an anonymous love letter and putting it in her locker. So he began
"Hilary, the girl with the smile like sunshine, the girl with the eyes like rain. The girl who I've seen for so long, and suddenly see differently. Suddenly I'm attracted to your light, like a shooting star shining so beautifully but disappearing in a second. I don't want for that, I want to wish for you every second of the day, every hour, every minute. I don't believe in destiny, but I believe there is someone out there destined for me. Could it be you?"
He finished his letter just before the bell rang and hurried to shove it into her locker before anyone saw. Unfortunately, someone did. And it wasn't Hilary.
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A Choice Between Two Dreams
RomanceIt started with just a glance, he never expected to feel the way he did about her. There was only one way they could ever be together, it was time to choose between his biggest dream and the girl he loves. WARNING: MAJOR ANGST AND CHARACTER DEATH RA...
