I KNOW I SAID NO BONUS BUT IM AN ASSHOLE SO
fun fact: Nefelibata means dreamer lol. I thought at least someone would get that.
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She sat in her usual spot in lunch, waiting for her annoying group of friends to come back from their "meeting." They never really told Nef what the meeting was about. They just muttered "we're going to a meeting," and up and left. But Nef was used to it by now, she didn't even like them, anyways.
So, as the six girls crowded along Nef's table, chatting about some band, Nef was too busy not giving a fuck and counting down the minutes till' her next class. Then Sam, the blonde one, just had to say something.
"Dude, what the fuck is a Michael Clifford?" The smirk playing along Sam's face was noticeable and Nef just wanted to cut it off with her nails. The girls knew about Nef's little love for the boy but never really took it into consideration about how she really felt wasn't some fan crush anymore, it was way more than that.
"Isn't he in that shit band?" The other girls caught along the game being played and glady joined in.
"Oh yeah! Five es' oh es', right?"
"I think Luke is the hottest one, to be honest."
"Michael can fuck off. I think he tries too hard."
"That song fucking sucks."
"So does Michael. He's gay."
''Ha, no wonder."
"He's fucking scary looking."
"He'd never date a fan."
But what those girls didn't know was that those four boys taught her how to ignore everyone who doubts people and be the bigger person by not caring. And she did. She sat there, giggling at their lousy attempts and scrolled through her tumblr dashboard.
Those four boys taught her how to stick up for what you believe in. They taught her how to love, even the broken.
They taught her so much even if she was just a fan.
a/n: i like this bonus better gbye.
