2. Mika - We are golden
We are not what you think we are
We are golden, we are golden.
We are not what you think we are
We are golden, we are golden.
Teenage dreams in a teenage circus
Running around like a clown on purpose
Who gives a damn about the family you come from?
No giving up when you're young and you want some
By just looking at Percy and Oliver, nobody would ever have thought their biggest problems revolved around exactly the same thing. They seemed so different; Oliver was outgoing, popular and Quidditch-obsessed, whereas Percy was introvert, not very well liked by other students and constantly worrying about his already near-perfect grades.
And yet, neither of the two insecure teenagers had what they wanted most. They both craved someone who believed in them, who could help them chase their dreams, who could sympathise with their fascination for sports and books respectively. Realising this, it shouldn’t be too difficult to understand how the thing that should have created the most distance between the duo, actually became what bound them together. Their passion for their very different goals in life was something they could share only with each other, something no outsider understood.
But they completed each other in more than one way. Percy made sure Oliver took time to study; Oliver forced Percy to take a break from reading and re-reading his notes every once in a while. Percy was Olivers voice of reason and kept him out of trouble, while Oliver knew how to make Percy smile. They could each have coped on their own, but together it was so much easier, so much better. They both were good on their own, but together they were better. Together, they were golden.
In dit stukje staat verder niks over rennen, maar ik kan me ook heel goed voorstellen dat Oliver heel wat sprintjes heeft moeten trekken om op tijd in zijn lessen te zijn wanneer hij weer eens de tijd uit het oog was verloren bij het uittekenen van een nieuwe aanvalsstrategie. :'D
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Zo verdomd cute <3
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