If lies could be read

He's perfect

Clyde's POV

Again with that, seriously Bebe wants to look good for me. No she wants popularity, attention, and she wants more boys to fuck.
Bebe is cheering for me.
Yeah and half the boys on the football team that she's fucking. Does no one else see it?

"Kev you do know that Bebe thinks I'm a disappointment to her anyway right?" I look down at the snowy blanket on the path.
"What could you possibly mean? From what I've seen she adores you."

He's so far from right it's painful.
"No she acts like she adores me, all she wants is popularity and a good fuck."
I kick the snow in order to try and keep my cool.

"When you say a 'good fuck' I assume you're referring to yourself?" Kevin asks slowly knowing that I'm close to the edge.
"Sadly no I'm just not good enough for her. I know she's cheated on me countless times." I can feel the tears building up.

"Clyde why would She you're not to bad to look at and you wouldn't cheat on her would you?"

"No if I cheated on her she'd make my life worse." I state worriedly.
"But the thing is I'm not even into her anymore." I hang my head shamefully. He puts an arm around my shoulder.

"Well I don't blame you if she treats you like that than why would you want to be with her." He says calmly.

"Because she'll tell everyone that I'm not as cool as I make myself out to be"
"Well why don't you see what happens for a few more days I mean I'm supposed to be her 'bestfriend' now so if she says anything I'll tell you." He gives a reassuring smile.

Wow I've not even known him for a full day yet I feel a connection. I think that this friendship is the best thing I've ever had, better than Bebe, better than my dad better than my 'friends' at school.

"Wait a second, not to bad to look at?" I question in a pretend offended tone.
He looks at me as if I'm crazy. Out of this whole conversation this is all I truly care about.
"I'll have you know I am fucking sexy if you can't see that then you're blind." I cross my arms.
"I'm not blind I'm just very good at defining sexy and decent." He carry's on walking when I slow down.
Wow. He's sassy, kind and funny what more could I ask for.

"Come on Clyde stop glaring at me and speed up," he says slowing down himself so that I can catch up.
I jog towards him.
"But seriously 'not bad looking' 'decent' I'm sure that there is a better word if not sexy or hot." I try to convince him.
"Hmmm" he is in thought.
"How about cute" it's as if he knew that that word wouldn't appease me.
"Really" I sulk.
"Aww Cmon look at those cheeks." He says while pinching one.

"So I'm cute in a old-woman-would-say-it way." I mumble.
"Why does this matter that much to you?" The dark haired boy questions.
Wait why does this matter to me? Good question but I can't think of an answer. Well not a real one anyway,
"It just does." I pester as we get close to the school grounds.
"Well cute in a Shawn Mendes way then." He concludes as if he himself was thinking about it after he even answers.
Huh I guess that isn't too bad. But wait is that a bad thing? Shit I don't know.
"Wait what about me?" He asks.

"You are very......" I take time to think although I could have instantly said what first came to mind. I kinda just wanted an excuse to scan his body but before I even properly chose a word it escapes my mouth. "Fetching."
He looks at me as if asking for an explanation oh I get it.

"In a Brendon Urie way." I add.
He obviously doesn't know that I find brendon very hot. But then so does everybody.
"Ok fair enough." He has a light grin. It makes me smile.
I like him. He's so awesome. He's like a better version of any girl I've ever met.
He's funny, he's sassy, he's sooo pretty, he seems a bit nerdy but it's cute and best of all he doesn't care if I say stupid things.

"Clyde snap out of whatever universe you are in you have a game to play." He says waving a hand in my face.
Oh I guess I was lost in my thoughts.
"Oh. Shit. Has it started yet?" I ask.
"I don't think so go and get changed I'll go and sit with one of my new 'friends'"
And with that he walks to the bleachers. I think I'm in a state of adoration. Yes I did just say that instead of simply saying I am head over heels already.

Jesus though I already think he's perfect even if I've only known him for a short period of time.
I guess that's what it feels like when you truly meet your soul mate.
Shit this will not end well for me will it?
It's not the fact that he's a guy I mean that's not even an issue literally I'm Bi, but no one will ever really like me in that way let alone him.

He's literally perfect and I'm a retard with a shitty problem that my dad won't even get checked out. I shouldn't over think if I worry or get too stressed then I might have an episode wouldn't want anyone to find out. Not even Kevin. Anyone but Kevin. I don't want him to see me differently. I need to calm down.
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