Today I tell you the series tales of a kid from my primary school. A kid that ultimately became the strangest person I have encountered in my life.
>Be me
>Year 6
>Primary school
>We had just started our 6th year of school and some fresh meat was being introduced to our class
>His name was Thomas
>Quiet kid
>Real Doctor Who fan
>Brought all the books to school
>He even went as far as to write all the names of the character's in each book, put each actors name next to them
>Except for one 'The Doctor'
>Instead of writing 'David Tenant' he wrote his own name
>Fuck sake
>The autist is self inserting himself while he reads
>But at least he kept to himself
>Kept to himself for the first month
>Until he met one of my friends
>We'll call him 'Gingy' cause of his hair colour
> Gingy was the class clown
>A force to be reckoned with
>He was the first of my group to get into swearing and he already understood how sex worked
>He educated us
>He always wore this black leather jacket. And you never saw him without it
>Thomas was inspired
>He begun to talk with Gingy
>They became friends
>Didn't think much of it
>If only I knew
Let's get into the juicy shit
You know that belief that 'Imitation is the most sincere form of flattery.' that can apply here
>After Gingy and Tom became buds for 3-weeks, Tom began to adopt Gingy's tropes
>He became his sidekick
>Getting into trouble with teachers
>Swearing at them
>Threatening them with violence
>Whatever Gingy did Tom wasn't to far behind
>A month goes by
>Me and the rest of the group are getting sick of Tom and his copycat nature
>We wait for him to arrive at school to talk to him about how he needs to find his own calling form his own individuality
>He arrives
>Fuck my life
>The little tard had bought the exact jacket that Gingy had been wearing since the start of year 6
>We were in shock
>And our sides were in a new plane of existence
>Gingy didn't care
>Tom became known as the 'copycat'
>Not a single original bone in his body