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Author's Note: A little gift for y'all! Since it IS the Total Drama Crack and Fanon Week, I thought I would at least do one written entry! This isn't one drabble- it's five. Five of my favorite fanon pairings! Today's theme is 'High School', so I kinda based all of these on high school stereotypes or something of the sort.
I kinda rushed through these because I have NO time nowadays, but since I really wanted to do this... Here ya go.
Enjoy, y'all!
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Everyone expects the hot blonde to fall for the jock. Cool music guys like me usually go for the incredibly artistic type. That's the stereotype, at least.
Not for us though.
Most people never look beyond appearances or their insecure, preconceived notions of us. Most people are quick to label Lindsay as a ditz and me as weird, but they're wrong. Sure, sometimes it takes her more than a few tries to get 'Trent' right and sometimes I can get a little crazy, but we're both more than that.
Look inside of us and anyone will see two kind fishes trying to find their way in a giant ocean.
Maybe that's why we got along so well. Maybe that's why we weren't afraid to break some stereotypes.
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It is so like the queen bee to go after the perfect hottie that everyone likes. It's such a cliché, right?
Well, duh! But I'm not cliché. I'm not into that little smooth, Spanish-speaking wannabe. Sure, he's hot. Sure he's manipulative. Sure, he could probably give me a run for my money. But I wouldn't never let him. I'd die before I'd admit that.
People see us and think we'd be perfect for each other- they feed of their stupid stereotypes that they think are so perfect.
But nothing's perfect.
…Except, maybe one thing... Maybe…Alejandro…
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Never, in any of my craziest dreams, EVER think I would end up with a girl like Izzy. I'm the egghead, the sarcastic bookworm… I'm nothing even remotely close to that wily redhead. We have barely anything in common.
So, how exactly did Izzy and I click? Well, to be honest (without sounding incredibly sappy at that), I think… I think we just had a connection. We're polar opposites, so… In some sense, we complete each other.
Stereotypes are fleeting. Based on whatever the latest craze is, that's what they're stereotyping. Maybe one day me and Izzy will be clichéd…
But until that day, I'll always wonder how I met the most wonderful woman in my life.
Either that, or she's contagious and I've finally snapped.
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Who would think I would actually fall in love? No, who would think someone could love me?
All my life, people have judged me. I'm a monster, they'd whisper. I wasn't worthy of love- I couldn't give love.
I've had a hard life. I had to grow up and be independent and assertive in order to get anything. I was insecure, I was scared. I turned to the gym to help me. But with great physical power comes a new set of problems.
I guess I was always afraid of people getting close to me because I knew they'd leave the first chance they got. It became a habit for me to scare people away to save myself from future hurt. It was just easier to snap and yell and frighten them. At some point, I stopped becoming a victim and I almost became a bully.
But there was one person who was willing to see me. The real me. The me behind the walls I've put up around my heart. This one guy never ran away, despite all the times he could and reasons I gave him to. He stood beside me, always lending a helping hand. I never knew I needed him until he showed me how much wanted me. His kindness, his gentleness, his tenderness… Oh, and his pet rabbit too.
No matter how cheesy this sounds, he completes me. He makes me a better person. He instills a new confidence in me by his ability to prove people so wrong.
He's the peanut butter to my jelly.
The goldfish to my froot loops.
The DJ to my Eva.
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I'm just a geek, a weirdo to some people. That's my stereotype. And I'm not supposed to go around it. I'm probably not even supposed to associate with people outside of it unless there's an official reason or something.
My crush on Gwen was just that- a crush. It was meant to be crushed. An awesome girl like Gwen would go for a guy like Duncan, or Trent, or maybe even Geoff. But not me. I was just supposed to sit in the sidelines and watch while she got the guy of her dreams.
But… Somewhere… Something happened… Gwen realized me. I wasn't invisible anymore. And better, she didn't hate me (well, at first she did). She actually kinda… liked me. Not like that way, but it was a start.
I was there for Gwen every time and I wasn't just doing it to get something out of it. I've set myself up for disappointment too many times… I wasn't expecting her to return my feelings. I was just, there. Fulfilling my role in the social order of high school.
It was Gwen who broke the rules when she told me she loved me. She loved me, Cody. Out of all people…
I couldn't believe it the first time she said it. To think, I was perfectly satisfied sticking to my stereotype…
I used to believe that Gwen was the perfect girl for me, but now… Now, I know for sure that she's the one.
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