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Perfect little facade Todd Morrison x Rich!reader

Okay I've been writing a lot of larry and sally so i thought i'd give todd some love xD

I KNOW HE'S A GAY BOI BUT IN THIS HE'S BI! Cause i do better with writing female readers xD

ENJOYYYYYYYY~

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Perfect, that's the first words that came to everyone's mind when they think of me. A perfect princess who absolutely everyone loved, a rich girl living in such a small town you make a name for yourself easily. Fake smiles plastered over years of wounds and betrayal, I needed to be perfect in every way. Ever since I was little I was taught to conceal my feelings and smile at all times, no matter how much it hurt inside. When you're rich people tend to try to use you, I had gotten used to the lies surrounding me. Suck ups trying to get every penny out of me that they can, and for the most part I'd let it happen. I feared being alone so much more than I feared being used for my money, I'd rather live in my perfect little facade than be left alone. I was happy, I had to be happy, I had to smile and be the princess they all loved.

Not a single soul in that school didn't know my name, I was sought after by every boy and every girl wished to be me. If they were to see past the mask I wear they'd not feel this way about me, they'd push me to the side like the rest of the people they call rejects. I had yet to met anyone who hated me, except one small group of people. They themselves were called the rejects, the metal head, the boy with a fake face, the nerd, the slob, the emo and the outcast artist. I don't even know what made them start hating me but It felt so different having someone feel something other than intense love, I wanted to fix the relationships I had with them even if I knew they'd never listen to me. One of them in particular always had caught my eye, his beautiful orange hair and black eyes. Something about me always intrigued me every time he crossed my path, he didn't look at me the same way his friends did.

He didn't share that same hate in his eyes, I don't even know what it is about his gaze but it makes me feel so uneasy. Like he can see right into the deepest part of my soul right past the facade I put on every day, not even my parents can see past the mask anymore so him seeing past makes me feel sick to my stomach. We had never spoken to each other even once, yet we have shared glances at each other maybe a million times, sitting on opposite sides of the lunch room looking at each other. "(y/n) oh (y/n)~ Will you please accompany me this weekend to the movies?" I turn my gaze to the boy professing his love to me, I knew from the moment he began confessing that his feelings were a lie. His words were empty of emotion, nothing in his eyes but greed for the money he doesn't own. Sugar coated words trying to catch my attention hoping to get my favor, I felt like gagging at him but I don't

I keep my perfect wide smile across my lips, hands delicately resting on my lap. "I am sorry, I have something to do this weekend. Maybe Another time?" The boys surrounding my table sigh in relief at the rejection of one of the many rivals for my heart, I didn't like a single one of them, yet I knew eventually I'd have to choose. They wouldn't stop until the princess was taken by a prince, even then they might not go away. Turning I stand up from my seat picking up my backpack "I can take that for you (y/n)!" Shaking my head I walk past them and begin walking towards the exit, the group near the door glaring me down. I turn towards the table flashing my famous smile despite their glares, my eyes soon making contact with the boy with orange locks. I feel knot in my stomach looking into his eyes, quickly I turn my head away head rising in my cheeks.

The boys scrambling behind me to follow, I turn to them and stop looking at the small crowd "You guys go eat your lunch, I am going for a walk by myself." They mumble in dismay then all separate off into their groups of friends, sighing slightly I exit the lunch room walking to the girl's bathroom. Once inside I walk to the end stall going inside locking the door, I sit on the toilet pulling my knee's to my chest trying to relax for just a moment. A few minutes later a small group of girls walk into the bathroom laughing, I quickly put my hand over my mouth, so they don't hear me. "Oh my god, why are the boys still so clingy over (Y/n)! She's a slut, that much is obvious. She must be putting out like really hard to get so many guys all over her" the first girl taunts loudly causing my heart to tighten, I wasn't like that. I was never like that yet that's the image they all had of me, I needed to keep up the image to stay together inside.