(A/N: I know this part is late! I KNOW STOP YELLING AT ME. Hey going to school and working isn't easy)
Reader P. O. V
I sighed and looked around the room. The teacher came in and I zoned out. My stomach grumbled and I began drawing on the desk. This day is going to be a nightmare. There was already a group of girls in the back looking at me, pointing and giggling. This is going to be a day. As the teacher begins speaking about lockers and homeroom and schedules. She passed out our schedules and asked us to mark the lunches we had (like A lunch B lunch C lunch that stuff) B and F days I had C lunch but every other day I had A lunch. I sighed as I looked at the schedule, AP math, English, Foreign language. Advance regents Biology and electives. More pressure. Petty whores who don't even know me are already plotting against me and no normal classes on my schedule. I put my head in my hand and rested my elbows on the desk.
Bo P.O.V
I spaced out staring at the girl I was sitting next to, she looked stressed. I tapped her shoulder, she jumped and looked at me. "Are you okay?" I whispered she simply nodded and put her head back in her hands. She didn't seem to want to be bothered. I left her alone. The bell rang and we headed to our first classes.
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We Think We Know You [Bo Burnham x Reader)
RomanceY/N is a Creative, H/C and Shy Publisher from [Insert wherever you were born here} . Her life is going nowhere until she meets Bo Burnham, a Medium, dirty Blonde man with a passion for Comedy. Y/N takes an instant disliking to Bo and the Pathetic an...
