"Who's your partner for the lab thing?" You rolled your eyes at Browntale. Everyone either calls her Emily or Rouge. "Rouge. For the 10th time. My partner is Goth." You answered in an annoyed tone. "Oooooh~ Your BOYFRIEND?" Rouge purred.

You kicked her chair.

"AH SHIT!" Rouge fell on the floor as you opened your book. "He's dating Palette. Why do people think we're dating?" You asked as Rouge got back up. "Well you two definitely get along." Rouge tried to say. "Nearly half the school knows we grew up together and have been best friends for roughly 10 years!" You exclaimed, sounding very annoyed.

Rouge only shrugged. "I don't know. Might be the whole 'girls can't be best friends with guys' thing. Maybe somebody wants to piss off Palette. Nobody knows." Rouge admitted. You rubbed your temple and groaned. "Palette has nearly killed me with (his/her) glares. TRUST me. I am not taking Goth."

Goth sat next to you as Rouge dragged herself to work with PJ. "You ok?" Goth asked as you both looked at the lab assignments. "I'm just tired of these rumors." You mumbled as Goth looked at you with sad eyes. "I know. I've had to reassured Palette that I am not cheating on (him/her)." You both let out a heavy sigh.

"What do you want to work on?" You asked as you looked at the assignments. "Lets do the grossiest one just to get it over with." Goth said, pointing to the frog dissection. "Ok ok. I see where you're going with this. Grossiest to cleanest." You nodded in agreement as Goth started writing down your list.

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You were eating lunch at your locker as Goth walked up to you. "Hey... You ok?" You shook your head. "What's wrong?" "Everything." Goth chuckled, knowing the feeling. "No. I mean it." Goth perked. He listened as you explained gow the rumors have worsened for you as Palette was walking towards you both.

"I'm tired. I'm so tired of these rumors." You whimpered as Goth rubbed your shoulder. "Gothy? Is everything ok?" Palette asked as (he/she) knelt down a bit. "No... Remember the rumors?" Palette nodded, "They are getting worse." Palette looked sad as you hugged your knees. "(Y/N), you know I'm don't believe the-" "My parents are kicking me out."

They both paused. "Wait... They believe the rumors?" Goth asked, sitting up in full alarm. You nodded. "There's a rumor that I'm pregnant with your kid. They're kicking me out." Goth now looked furious as Palette hugged you. "It's ok. You can stay with myself or Goth." Palette said as Goth stood up. "I'm going to get to the bottom of this." Goth said as he walked off.

Palette sat next to you as you rubbed your head.

"It's ok. Goth can handle a week of detention."