College Party (GumLee)

prologue

It stinks. The whole place stinks.

I am drunk, hallucinating and vomiting anywhere I could to get this disgusting booze off my system but I feel so gross myself. I used to so prim and proper, why am I in this situation?

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In this life, there are three ways you can be popular in society.

Step 1: Be cool.
A lot of people love being cool. This makes them popular at most and I think that life is not that great for me. I have naturally pink hair, and blushing skin that makes other people think I'm pink or something and I dress according to how I like, not how the magazines set the trend. Other people call me nerd or lame but that's enough about that.

Step 2: Be good looking.
I think this is one of the most important things one has to remember to be a popular member of society. There's nothing more alluring than good looks. Sure you have a good body, but that's covered in clothes. Sure you've got a fantastic brain, but that's protected by your skull. But good looks? Now that's something visible and loveable. Let's just say I don't have that as well.

Step 3: Join as many parties as you can.
This makes you popular with people. Disregard the other two if you could make this work. No matter how lame you are, if you kick it up in a party, no one will ever forget it no matter how awful you look. If you do something they like when they want it, you are guaranteed to have a normal life after college parties are over.

No matter what anyone does though, there's always this one guy that succeeds in life even if he doesn't try his hardest with these three steps. His name is Marshall Lee, it's kind of a lame name if you ask me. My name's Gumball and let's not get started how that appeared to be my parents' decision for a name.

Marshall Lee doesn't need to try to look cool or spend thousands for some skincare products to look as good looking. He's natural as it comes, like a prince or something. He doesn't have to try hard and that's why it's frustrating. What's more, he's a band member so he gets invited to a lot of parties, especially in our college. I hate how I have to try hard and he sails through without a care in the world.

I admit, I'm a genius, I have flawless skin, and I am a class representative. But it's just passing me off as this class nerd or some kind of geek. I stopped wearing glasses and switched to contacts but that wasn't enough. Acne started flowering on my skin like magnolias and I had to buy a bunch of skincare products to regain my flawless skin from when I was a kid. It's not easy being me and no one notices but Marshall just gets loved by everyone.

That's why I hate Marshall Lee and everyone who bullies me.

"Hey nerd— I mean, class rep! Do you want to come to a college party at my house?" Someone asked.

"Are you making fun of me?" I asked back.

They got nervous real quick. Ha, I know this already. "I'm just kidding, I'll be there."

Still, I do think it's too big of an opportunity to pass up. I want to be popular too.

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New Gumlee fic! But it's modern AU! Yay!