Obama's POV;
I wake up to my alarm clock. 10:00 AM. Great. He was late to school once again. He quickly got up and changed into his school uniform, and grabbed a piece of toast on his way out. He managed to get to his first period, and had to get a late ticket. Once first period was over, he managed to get to homeroom- where his crush was. Trump and Obama have been friends since kindergarten. He somehow managed to gain feelings for that beady eyed male. He suddenly made eye contact withhis girlfriend, Michelle while they walked down to his homeroom. All he thought of at that moment wasn't Michelle, but his true love, Donald Trump. He'd been trying to find a way to break things off with Michelle for months but ultimately couldn't bring himself to do so.
Once they'd reach to his homeroom, he sat as his table, with Trump. Hed always stare into his eyes while not paying attention to whatever the teacher was instructing to do. Even if Trump had a girlfriend, he couldn't confess his feelings. Oprah looks at me suddenly, and looks at my gaze at Trump. Trump suddenly had to go use the restroom, which lead both Oprah and Obama alone at the table. Oprah places a hand on her face and laughs. "Bro you freal needs calm tf down tf man" said the actual Lucifer incarnate. "What are you talking about" Obama said, crossing his arms. Oprah gives him a small smirk, and says childishly, "You liiiiike hiiiiiimm!". Obama sweats a.little. Using his medium hands, he covers his blushing face and defends himself "No.. what are you talking about?" I started panicking.
Suddenly, the love of my life comes out of the bathroom. His golden hair sitting like a little whipped cream dollop perfectly on his head. God, the things I'd do to even hold hands with that citrus fruit of a human. He looks at me and smiles. I smile back. Oprah staring through my brown and dull eyes. Suddenly, I hear the bell and everyone heads to their 2nd period. What really sucks is the fact that Michelle was in the same class as me. Honestly, I only started dating her just for the title. She was pretty popular, and she lead me.to being somewhat known around the school and even lead to me being class president until that beautiful Tangerine dude took my place but I'm not complaining- hs does look good in his suit... It's pretty upsetting that I'm using her for popularity. I arrive at History, and we learn about unimportant historical events. Pretty boring, but it's manageable. I go though it, and suddenly the lunch bell went off.
I go outside and find Trump sitting with his girlfriend, Melaina. I'd kill to be in Melaina's situation. Anyways, Michelle joins us like usual, and we eat lunch together. Melaina and Michelle were so close, many thought they were sisters. Some mistakenly took them as being more than friends.
I walk over to his table, and sit down. He had a sandwich in his hands, AND he smiles at me (as I sit). I look at my packed lunch, just a granola bar. I need to go shopping eventually. The blonde asks,"Is that all you're eating?" I look down as I heard those words. He looked through his Hello Kitty lunch box and pulled out 7 McDonald's big breakfasts. "Here you go." he handed one as I stared in disbelief. Usually he inhales them all in the first 10 minutes of lunch but he had one left, I like to think he had saved it for me but I know that's unrealistic.
I pull out my headphones and started to listen to a few songs on my Playlist. Suddenly, the bell run and it was time to go to the next period. Me and Trump were walking down to next class, but when we were walking we accidentally touched hands. I blushed a little as I quickly took my hand away. Even if I wanted to hold his little hand. I wonder how his hand would fit in mine. It's a question I've asked myself many times.
We arrive to class, me still blushing like a moron. Kevin James asks "Yo Obama why you blushing so hard???" I swallow, as Trump didn't pay attention to what they asked and walked off to his seat. "Hello?? Earth to Obama???" There he was, asking me why I was flustered. I brush it off and say "I said someone's name wrong haha.." Surprisingly they didn't question it.
I walk off to my seat, and Kevin follows. Class starts as I dream off about the person who's made me make me feel actual feelings. The teacher didn't notice, like usual and continues to stand at the board spilling out absolutely nothing important to her or us. After we finished, it was time to go home. I said my usual goodbyes to Trump, and walk off to my house. Michelle catches up to me, and starts talking about how school lunches suck. I obviously didn't listen, like usual and just tuned her out.
We eventually hit to her street, and said our goodbyes. My heart started beating as I thought about trump. As I arrived at my house, I saw no one home. I took this opportunity to cook my parents some food, since they come home late. Once I finished cooking their meal for the night, I decided to finish up see homework. I looked at the time, 5 pm. Not bad. I suddenly get a notification from Michelle.
MichEllE;
yo what's up
Obama;
uhh nothing, prolly gonna go to sleep
Michelle;
kk hun gn
Obama;
gn mich
I put my phone down, until suddenly I get another text. Not from Michelle, but from Trump.
Trump;
yo tomorrow wanna hang out
My heart fluttered as I replied.
Obama;
haha yeah sure man x
I hugged my pillow and drifted off into sleep.
