you and Paul are both 16,in highschool and y'all about both in science class and he's telling his friends a fake story and they don't believe him. You:"the stories true, I was there.!" You smiled nervously and his friends walked away to their seats and he sighed. Paul:"damn...she knows me like I know her that's my mini me." He muttered under his breath you kinda were his mini me or whatever it was because y'all were both matching, grey sweatpants,red Jordans and a red shirt because y'all match ALOT ALOT. So, there's rumors also going around that yall are dating which maybe isn't true because y'all aren't dating. ....yet. you:"hah...can't believe they believed that." You sat up trying to get comfortable, the desks sucked because of how tiny they were they would've probably squeezed you to death.