A/N: Extremely short drabble/ficlet I just thought of. The perfs are my OTP on How To Rock and this is one of my headcanons. Enjoy! Or don't. Whatever~
Disclaimer: Definitely own nothing. Nope. It probably wouldn't be a good thing if I did either. Lesbian orgies everywhere.
Everyone thinks I'm this huge ditz and hey, maybe I am, but most of the time I'm just acting. I'm not exactly a math genius but I do understand the basics and I actually have a fantastic memory. I can spell onomatopoeia and I'm pretty sure if I really tried, I could pull straight B's at least. But I don't. Instead I just slide back and step into this air head, bimbo character I've been playing for longer than I'd care to recall.
Why do I do this, you ask? Simple. Molly. And no, it's not why you think. She's not a horrible person who forces me to be something I'm not or anything silly like that. She's actually the complete opposite. And THAT'S why I play this charade every day.
She's flawless, absolutely perfect. She's an ultra bright, sparkling star among a bunch of dull and lifeless asteroids. She, above anyone else, deserves to shine and I just simply allow her to do that. I step aside and bask in her glow, instead of clouding it like everyone else wants to. I dull down my own light and attempt to knock down anyone else who tries to cast a shadow over her or outshine her.
I tried to get rid of Kacey for years but was unsuccessful. I didn't quite understand why I wasn't just good enough for Molly and why Kacey had to come in and not only take her from me, but try and compete with her. I still don't understand why but you can only imagine my joy when she showed up with four eyes and a mouth full of metal. Molly dropped her faster than a hot rod and I went home, dropped to my knees and thanked God (or whomever is up there) all night long for disposing of Kacey for me.
I know doesn't Molly feel the same way about me and I'm still iffy on what my feelings about her really mean but I do know that every time I trip an overly pretty girl and gain a proud smile from Molly's face, it's worth it. And when she and some random faceless, nameless guy break-up and she finds her way into my arms, it's worth it. I'd rather burn out completely then to ever see her dim in the slightest.