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Chromeo

Romell loves the earth. No matter how much you screw up or hurt someone, the sun rises another day.
He smiles at himself, pulling on the straps of his book bag.

His lifelong best friend, Coca, nudged his shoulder,

"What're you so happy about?" She asks, holding the Starbucks coffee with both hands.

"You know how everyone screws up? And like, They're always really sad about it?"

"Yeah? Is this gonna be one of your overly optimistic things?"

"No no! Like no matter how dim the world seems, the sun still rises and brightens it up,"

"...it is one of your overly optimistic things. Like," She hands Romell her coffee and she lunges and does weird jazz hands with an overly excited voice, "The world is sooo pretty~ I can't belieeeveee the sun rises from science and the world spinning so in reality the sun isn't rising at all it's just the earth turning to reveal the sun that isn't even shining but radiating just enough not to kill us!" She finishes her jazz hands and takes her coffee back, sipping it before she finishes, "Really overly optimistic,"

Romell folds his arms, "You're just being emo,"

"Don't pout like that your gay is showing," She says completely seriously.

"Did you just find a rude way to call me overly cute?"

"Take it how you'd like,"

They approach the school in a comfortable silence, "We'll meet here for lunch?" Romell offers.

"Like every day," She mumbles, taking a sip of her drink and walking off.

Romell and Coca don't have any classes together besides Health, and when they're separated for so long they take any time they have to fool around and be utterly stupid.
Romell sits in his seat just before the bell rings for first period, Math. At least hours away from last period, Health.

Romell bumps into Coca, who was standing outside the school entrance and eating McDonald's. She turns around, eating a chicken nugget questioningly.

"Sorry Chocolate, I didn't see you," He apologizes, lowering his book.

Coca sits down on the step, offering him a box of large fries and a soda, "It's cool,"

"How'd you manage to get McDonald's?" He asks, placing the soda besides him and eating the fries.

"Kent drove by on his motorcycle and threw it at me, like every day." She sips her drink.

"The drinks too?" Romell asks, amazed. Kent was Coca's stepdad. Whenever she's mad at him she calls him Cunt, which always makes Romell laugh.

"Nah he just placed those on the ground quickly and sped off so the principal wouldn't come,"

"Amazing. He should be a super hero,"

"Throwing McDonald's at criminals,"

"By day a McDonald's employee, by night a McCrimefighter,"

"Perfect title for the movie, McCrimefighter,"

"His phrase is Catch These McFries,"

"He just speeds around shouting Order number five,"

"Amazing. Oh! By the way there's this cute girl," Romell starts.

"Oh? Is Romell revealed to be straight?"

"But her boyfriend is a 10/10 would recommend snack,"

"Oh god. Tell me more," Coca smiles, leaning on one knee.

"And He's a total jerk- but that's hot- saying," Romell clears his throat, putting on a deep voice, "Call me Chromeo or If." He takes a breath, "And it's so fucking hot the way he says it I literally cannot,"

"And the issue?"

"There's three, One He's probably straight, Two, He's a total player, Third, He has a girlfriend," Romell sighs over dramatically, "So I'll just give up."

"Good choice..Now the bell's gonna ring, So I'll see you in health?" Coca offers, sipping her drink and gathering the food.

"Yep. Bye Chocolate," Romell mumbles, sipping his drink.

On his way to health, he bumps into Chromeo, and tries to hold back the urge to squeal and instead yelps and lowers his book, "Sorry.." He mumbles and lowers his head, trying to move around him but Chromeo quickly moves to block his way.

"Naya look! I've found a lost kitten!" Chromeo snickers, putting his hands on Romell's shoulder and spinning around to be face to face with Naya, Chromeo's girlfriend.
Romell's Brain was going too berzerk to realize what's going on, thinking things like, Holy Chinese Pancakes he's touching me! He called me a kitten I've never been so flattered! Is he talking about me right now- Quick stop being stupid and pay attention!

"Hey?! I'm talking to you Mr. BookWorm!" Chromeo leans down over Romell's shoulder and looks at him questioningly.
At this time, Romell's Brain goes blank and all he can think to say is,
"Really close.." and then mentally backhand slap himself.

"Oh? Am I making you uncomfortable?" Chromeo smirks and Romell knows now would be the perfect time to turn in his life to death and forever Rest In Peace, But His Brain is back.

"Not really I mean I.." Romell catches himself and quickly thinks of something, "Grew up close to people so I'm fine with this," He nods at his smartness.

"Oh? So you don't mind that I do this?" Chromeo purposely moves closer, pressing his waist against Romell's.
Romell inhales calmly, keeping his thoughts full of poodles. Literal poodles because no one can sexualize poodles.

"No, but would it make you uncomfortable if I do this?" He asks, purposely pushing his butt against Chromeo and grinding against him.

Chromeo inhales, faced with the
realization that his plan backfired.
"You know," He starts, digging in his pocket and pulling out a pencil, "I like you, here's my number. Meet me at the park by ten," He commands, writing his number on Romell's book and walking around him.

Coca immediately emerged from the darkness, placing a hand on a Romell's shoulder, "Holy shit dude you are a flaring inspiration for all the fan fiction I'm gonna write when I get home," She Laughs, wrapping her arm around his neck and leading him to health class.
"We're learning about Alcohol today, and speaking of that, I heard Neil brought vodka to school and is doing shots in the bathroom, So I'm planning on joining them after class,"

"Hmm.." Romell hums, staring at the book and the number written in curly handwriting. He turns red, before sighing and puts the book under his arm, "So you're planning to get drunk in the bathroom instead of studying with me?" Romell laughs, leaning forward and looking at Coca as her face churns into a look of disgust.

"Gross! Why study when you could get drunk in the bathroom? Or go write fan fiction? Come on you know you wanna write it with me," Coca smiles, slightly bumping hips with Romell, causing him to stumble.
"Okay! But I'm not being a character in your book,"
"You wouldn't get that many views anyway,"