Marthe Woertman Imagines

Little Miss Perfect (Song)

'Straight hair, straight A's, straight forward
Straight past, I don't cut corners
I make a point to be on time
Head of the student council
I don't black out at parties'

'A pretty girl walks by my locker
My heart gives a flutter but I don't dare utter a word
'Cause that would be absurd
Behavior for "Little Miss Perfect"'

'One night, my friend stayed over
We laughed
And drank and ordered
Something about her drew me in...
What? It's totally platonic
That night, was so exciting
Her smirks were so enticing
Hours speed by like seconds
Then, what happens is iconic'

'She takes a sip
I bite my lip
She tells a joke
I nearly choke
She braids my hair
I sit there, blacking out for the first time
Next thing I know
I lose control
I finally kiss her but oh no
I see a face in my window'

I knew instantly that my reputation was about to get completely ruined but instead of panicking not knowing what to do I take a glance at Marth who notices my panicked expression. But just looking at her made me think of how she made me feel and I never felt more ready to ruin everything just to be happy. So my panicked expression changed into a look of determination which Marth gave me a questioning look in return not knowing what I was thinking. I quickly take out of my phone and choose a photo with the bisexual flag colors I've been hiding in my photos. I then quickly type out the caption which said "I'm bisexual! I'm tired of having to be some perfect girl. I'm not perfect, sure I can get straight As with hard work, I can act like a goody two shoes but in reality I'm not. I'm not gonna hide the real me anymore, I'm gonna be me and I'm gonna be happy." I then post it for the whoever follows me to see. I knew this would spread like wildfire but I didn't want the person behind my window to be the one to out me and think he's got the upper hand in ruining my life. I'm taking control of this situation and I'll handle the drama tomorrow. After I post it I put my phone down on my bedside table. I was scared of what people would think but also not regretting posting it. I then feel Marth's hand on mine so I look up and blush at the gesture. "Sorry about that..it's just I'm known as this so called 'little miss perfect' at school and I panicked but I can't escape the feelings I have every time I see you. The butterflies in my stomach, my face heating up, my heart threatening to beat out of my chest.." I get cut off by Marth kissing me, I kiss back instantly. When we finally pull away for air she rests her forehead on mine as we breath in deep breaths. I then look up into her eyes face still red from the kiss. "We'll deal with it together." Marth says referring to the drama at school that would most likely happen, she then intertwined our fingers and squeezed my hand reassuringly. "Thank you." I say grateful and hopelessly in love with her.