(Reader POV female)
The alarm rings loudly. You get out of bed, put your school clothes, and rush downstairs to eat breakfast. You pour milk in to your bowl before the cereal.
"Crap," you exclaim, " I put the milk first!"
You are so out of it because you are thinking about a special someone. You get a new bowl and pour the captain crunch in. After breakfast, you get ready for school and walk to the bus stop.
The school dance is coming up in a week and you can't decide who to ask. The special someone does not go to the same school.
"Hey," says a guy. "Do you want to go to the dance with me?"
"No, I want a real man," you reply.
"Daaaaaamn!" Exclaim all of his friends.
"So what would make me a real man?" The boy asks, slyly.
"I want a fantastic, boombastic, romantic lover," you answer.
"Jeez!" He exclaims, "hopefully I will get a dictionary for Christmas so I can understand what you just said."
"Well by then, I will have found him," you snap back. As you walk onto the bus, you come back to reality. The real man is not actually real. It is just a fantasy. You really do not want to go with any of those boys. They may be good looking but not at all boombastic.
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Biggie Cheese X Reader Fanfic
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