Emotional Cover-up (Branch x Shy!Reader)

Chapter 2: The attack

(Y/n)'s POV

Later, the girls are helping me get ready for the party. They put me in a white hoodie crop top, with a black mini skirt and blue leg warmers (Like Satin). Janell and Aliki helps with my nails and make up.

"You look fantastic (Y/n)!" Clover says, reaching for my beanie. "Now we just need to fix your hair-"

I back away holding onto my hat.

"Come on," Janell said "You can't wear that forever."

"But Cooper wears his hat all the time..." I spoke. "Besides...I don't want to see-"

"Fine," Aliki speaks. "We'll skip the hair, but find something fashionable to wear. I mean you have tons of beanies to wear, so you must have something stylish."

"Make sure you show up for the party," Clover says. "I don't want anyone calling you a Bra- I mean party pooper."

They all left for the party as I looked through the dresser drawers for a "nicer" beanie. I find a purple beanie with glitter on it, and take off my black one, but not before looking in the mirror and seeing horns on my forehead. Not wanting to remember my past with them, I quickly place the other beanie on my head.

But before heading out, I drew a picture of Branch sitting by a pound surrounded by fireflies and write a letter to him. I then hand it to my sister's pet bug, Sparx.

I thought that since almost no one does much for him, it would be nice to just draw a picture and maybe write a poem for him.

"Send this to Branch's home please. And thank you." I say as he leaves.

As I take a deep breath I open the door and leave for the party. As I'm walking to the party, I think about how everyone expects me to be like Clover; all happy, loud and social. She wants me to be like everyone else, but I can't help but stay to myself most of the time...

As I continued walking I started to quietly sing.

I'm tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface
I don't know what you're expecting of me
Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes

Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow

I've become so numb, I can't feel you there
I've become so tired, so much more aware
By becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you

Can't you see that you're smothering me?
Holding too tightly, afraid to lose control
'Cause everything that you thought I would be
Has fallen apart right in front of you

Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow

And every second I waste is more than I can take...!

I've become so numb, I can't feel you there
I've Become so tired, so much more aware
By becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you-

My singing was cut off as I bumped into someone. Branch. I noticed that I was gray, and quickly changed to my fake colors.

"Hey, watch where you're going-" He shouted angrily, before noticing it was me. "Oh, hey, (Y/n)."

"H-hey... S-sorry B-branch..." I said getting up. I notice that he dropped all his sticks, and quickly picked them. He stands up and I give him back his stick.