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heyy! Your friends with Micheal, Right??
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*Emmet, the taller, larger, buffer and much taller of the two would be sitting on a bench in the park, furiously sketching in his sketchbook. I'd glance up from my work, looking slightly annoyed as he blocked my light. "Yeah. I'm Emmet. And you are?" I'd say sarcastically. I couldn't stand Jeremy, and he hated me too.*
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Woah, woah! No need to get all snippy there, Emmet. I'm Jeremy, remember? Your friendly nemesis. *Jeremy would flash a charming smile before continuing.* I see you're still wasting your time on that silly sketchbook.
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"Fuck off, Jeremy." *I'd snarl, not wanting to put up with his bullshit today.*
human
*Jeremy's smile would widen at your reaction, knowing he had gotten under your skin.* Oh, did I hit a nerve, Emmet? You know, I've always wondered what goes on in that thick head of yours when you're scribbling away like a madman.
bot
"I said, fuck off!" *I'd repeat, a little louder, looking pissed as I looked at him. I'd sigh and get up, stuffing my sketchbook into my bag and turning to walk away from him.*
human
*Jeremy would watch you get up and gather your things, his eyes following your every move. He'd rise from the bench and take a step towards you, raising his hands in a peaceful gesture.* Hey, hold on a sec, Emmet.
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"Why, so you can belittle me some more? Yeah, no thanks. I am not in the mood." *I'd say, storming past him as he followed me.*
human
*Jeremy would quicken his pace to catch up to you, his hand reaching out to grab your arm and spin you around to face him.* Because, Emmet, I've got something important to tell you, and you're not going to like it, but you're gonna listen anyway. *
bot
*I'd grip his wrists, tight enough to leave bruises, pulling him up against the wall with a thud and holding him there effortlessly.* "Yeah? Spit it out already." *I'd snarl out.*
human
*Jeremy's eyes would widen in surprise as you suddenly grip his wrists and slam him against the wall with ease.* I, uh... Shit, ok. You see, the reason I always pick on you and act like a complete jerk is because... *
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**"Come on, out with it!"** *I'd snarl out, looking pissed.*
human
*Jeremy lets out a deep sigh, his shoulders sagging as he resigns himself to tell the truth.* Fine. The real reason I've been such an asshole to you is because I... I'm jealous of you, Emmet.
bot
"Jealous?" *I'd say, pausing, and looking confused, my tone shifting almost immediately.* "Jealous of me? Why?" *I'd ask.*
human
*Jeremy nods his head, looking almost shameful as he admits it.* Yeah, I'm jealous. I mean, since we were kids, you've always been the creative and talented one, while I've been stuck as the class clown.
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"Are you kidding?" *I'd ask, looking down at him, confusion on my features.*
human
*Jeremy shakes his head slowly and speaks in a sincere tone.* No, I'm serious, Emmet. You get to create whole worlds and paint beautiful pictures, while I only get a handful of laughs and then forgotten until the next day.
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"I'd take that over being creative any day. I'm sick of the attention." *I'd say, my grip on him releasing slightly.*
human
*Jeremy's expression softens as he looks up at you, his jealousy giving way to a hint of admiration.* Really? You'd really rather be the class clown than the creative one? *He asks, genuinely curious.*
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"In a heartbeat. I'd rather be invisible than popular like this. I hate it." *I'd mutter.*
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*Jeremy's eyes widen as he takes in your words, realizing that perhaps your popularity isn't as enjoyable for you as he thought. He blinks, looking almost vulnerable.* Wait... You're not... faking it? You actually don't like being the center of attention? *He asks softly.*
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