Testosterone Boy (Brendon Urie)

🌑Chapter 2🌕: Not a fan

Lana's POV:

As I'm walking through the hallway, I can hear someone trying to open a door. Pretty sure is Mr. Scott's. It's obvious that someone is having trouble with opening that door since it is the only one that it's damaged and it's easier to open it from outside. I decide to help the poor trapped human being that is struggling with opening that door, but right just when I am about to reach the door lock, I get hit. Great. I picked the worst day to wear heels. The door hit me so hard, that I fell to the floor. I wish I could easily stand up by myself, but since I'm wearing high heels, I need help from the person who pushed the door.

Ugh. It happens that the person who opened the door that pushed me was none other than Brendon Urie. "I'm so sorry! Please, let me help you!" Brendon says desperately. "Is it a habit of yours to push people with doors like that?" "I don't know, is it a habit of yours to get hit like that?" Brendon says smiling, but his smile fades away when he sees my dead serious face. "Wait a minute. So you know who I am? You remember me!" Says Brendon like if he was the unpopular kid and as if I were the school celebrity. "Of course I know who you are, don't be that surprised" I say in a bothered tone. "Well, I said that because you always act like I am some stranger at Tropical Smoothie Cafe and everywhere". "Because you ARE a stranger. I know who you are, but I don't know you and you are not my friend."
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Brendon's POV

"I know who you are, but I don't know you and you are NOT my friend."

Ouch. That was harsh. I can not think of anything to say, so there is a very awkward silence. Can't lie, she is indeed a beautiful girl, and her attitude is kind of hot. "Um, I'm going to the cafeteria with Mr. Scott and my friends, wanna come?" I say while wrapping my arm around her shoulder and really looking forward to finally spend time with her and get to know her. "Me? O-M-G! It is the dream of every fan to get invited by Panic! At the Disco's lead singer and school hottie, Brendon Urie to the cafeteria! Tell me, would you give me an autograph?" She says in an excited, but sarcastic tone. After I laughed, I was going to answer her, but then, as usual, she cut me off by saying: "But there is just one problem. I am not a fan". She said while unwrapping my arm from her shoulder.

I was going to answer as if she had accepted. "Swee- wait, what? Woah.Why?"

I don't understand. Did she just rejected me? Why wouldn't she accept? Every girl I flirt with does.

"Yeah, I don't mean to be rude or anything, but Bell is waiting for me. Thanks for inviting me though, I'm just not interested, but I'm sure you can ask any other pretty girl, maybe a cheerleader and she will gladly make you company. Anyways, bye!" Lana said and then walked away.

"Bye!" I say in confusion while my brain is slowly processing the words that just heard.

She... Rejected me.

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Lana's POV

I like to stay away from trouble and drama, that's why I don't belong to any clique. Just me and my best friend. That Brendon Urie guy is trouble, that's why I always avoid him.

Brendon Urie is school's "hottest" guy and I just know how he likes to take advantage of it. There are two perfect words that can perfectly describe him: Fuck boy. Every girl in this school has a crush on him, even my best friend Bell who has a boyfriend. But thankfully, she is realistic and is completely aware of what type of guy he is, so she doesn't really have a "crush-crush", it's more like "he is hot, but I don't see myself with him- crush". Plus, Bell has a boyfriend, Steve, and she is head over heels for him.

"Where have you been?" Asked Bell.

"Nowhere important really, just this Brendon guy pushed me with Mr. Scott's door and we kinda had a conversation before I blew him off." I answered

"Oh my God, are you okay? Wait a minute. Brendon? Brendon Urie?Panic! At The Disco's Brendon Urie?" Bell said.
"Uh-huh, the only Brendon in this school". I say

"And what did he say? Was he nice to you? Wait! How did you blew him off? What happened?" Her questions came so fast from her mouth that it takes me a moment to analyze what she said to answer her.

I explain everything that happened. "What if he is not really like we think he is?" Asked Bell.