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top of my school — academic rivals AU

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♪＃top of my school

chapter 1 :: macbeth

an academic rivals au 😳😳 HEAVILY inspired by top of my school by katherine lynn rose because that song carried my middle school experience.

selfship content ahead! antis/toxic yumes DNI!!

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MG didn’t hate ellie williams. she hated how much she envied and respected the other girl. the idea of it made her stomach churn.

MG had always been known as the straight A student—the perfect daughter who was independent, sociable, and diligent. what no one knew, however, was the way she brewed with jealousy whenever she looked at ellie williams.

ellie was also a straight A student, but much more laid back. her smarts came from curiosity and a natural quickness. she was the complete opposite both socially and visually, but she kept up. it was all natural for ellie, and MG was envious. she couldn’t help it. when MG would stay up all night studying, ellie would be sleeping or playing games.

ellie and MG were always neck to neck when it came to their grades. when MG thought she did good, ellie did better. ellie never picked up on the competition, until dina and jesse were talking about it during lunch.

“yeah, MG? she’s kinda…” jesse started, as dina cut him off.

“intense? self centered? weird?”

“i was going to say determined, but i guess those work too. especially when it comes to ellie.”

ellie was just scrolling on her phone, when she heard jesse say her name. “what?? what’re you talking about?”

jesse rolled his eyes, looking at ellie.* “you don’t see it? whenever the big smith gives you your paper, MG will glance at it and you’ll see her jaw like- clench. it’s a little freaky.”

dina nodded, finishing her chewing as she pointed at jesse. “no literally-! the other day, when she heard us talking about how high ellie scored, she was like- her hands were clenched so fucking tight- it was scary as shit!!”

jesse and dina continued, and ellie thought about it a little longer. she hadn’t realized it until the two mentioned it. now she’ll glance at MG the day after tests. MG would be with her friends, high fiving them whenever they got good grades. but when ellie got her test, all of a sudden, MG’s eyes would find hers, and her lips would purse before forcing herself to look back at her friend.

ellie loved it. it was entertaining in classes jesse or dina weren’t in. seeing the put together MG so irked at the idea of someone being so close to her academically made ellie smirk.

ever since that day, ellie’s been trying to spur her on. once, ellie got points deducted because she turned it in late. it got lost in a pile of drawings on her desk at home. when ellie finally turned it in, MG was fiddling with her pencil, her brows furrowed. she’d glance at ellie, who’d be busy doodling.

it irritated her. how carefree ellie could be in life and still keep up with her grades. MG couldn’t handle it. she used to doodle too.

the end of the unit was coming up and the class could choose between an essay or a project, but they had to do it with a partner. MG and ellie hated working with partners—which was something they had in common. MG was a control freak, and ellie was just awkward (and a little standoff-ish) when it came to new people.

you can only imagine the reaction MG and ellie had when Mr. D partnered them up. MG’s eyes widened slightly and ellie mumbled something under her breath. MG walked up to ellie who was shoving a notebook in her bag haphazardly, fiddling with her necklace. “so, the library’s open during lunch if you wanna study there?”

“fuck.” ellie breathed out, nodding as she heaved her bag on. “yeah, sure.”

. . .

the meet up in the library was tense, but obviously only from one side. MG was already writing in her notes when ellie came in. just ellie’s presence was obnoxious to MG. MG watched as ellie threw her bag on the floor casually, taking out her notebook and laptop when MG tilted her head.

“..so, uhm, this is due tomorrow- i was just wondering what you’d started on..?”

“oh. uhm, i haven’t actually.. started yet.” ellie rubbed the back of her neck, as MG almost scoffed. how could ellie not have already started? how could she do everything so last minute and still be so good?

“right..” MG cleared her throat. “so the question was- how does lady macbeth influence macbeth’s decision to kill the king, and how does this reflect their relationship?”

“lady macbeth was a bitch.”

MG hesitated, her brows furrowed. “what??”

“i mean.. she pushed him to kill the king. he didn’t really need to do that. it wasn’t the answer to any of their problems so..”

“i disagree- i mean, without lady macbeth’s push, he wouldn’t have killed the king—he was just obeying his wife cause sacrifice meant everything.”

“he didn’t have to kill the king.”

“he needed to to take the crown.”

“he was already in line to be king, it wasn’t necessary?”

a twitch. MG hated that ellie was right. “life happens though! you can’t rely on that or- or fate, so he needed to kill the king-!” ellie noticed the defensiveness and bit back a smile. she wanted to see how far she could push MG.

“you can’t just act like you’re always right.”

that comment made MG’s nose twitch. she looked at ellie, who was smiling almost mockingly.

“without lady macbeth to encourage him, he wouldn’t have been able to become king. you shouldn’t wait around and- and expect things to go smoothly. sometimes you have to take action-!”

“it’s not about you though?” ellie tilted her head, and MG groaned. “let’s just do the project!”

“how can we when we haven’t came to an answer yet?” ellie was doodling away on her notes and MG huffed. ellie sighed and fidgeted with her ring and pinky fingers, a habit MG picked up on.

“i’m just gonna go to the bathroom, yeah? let’s think this shit over for a sec.” the moment ellie left, MG peeked at ellie’s notes—well, what she thought was ellie’s notes. in the margins, of each page, was MG. doodles of MG’s eyes, her lips, and even the necklace she wore daily.

when MG would stare with envy, ellie would stare with admiration.

when ellie came back, MG was about to say something about ellie slacking off when the librarian can to tell them the library was closing. MG was busy putting her stuff in their designated pockets, when ellie spoke up. “..if you want, we can finish up at my place? less chance of getting.. interrupted.”

ellie’s place. MG didn’t know why, but the idea of being alone with ellie in a room made the heat rush to her head. she loathed the feeling. “..yeah, sure.” she would’ve forced a smile, but she didn’t feel like it. not when she was still stuck on those doodles in the book.

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ok so this is lowk BUTT but bear w me please its been months

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( ☆ ) angst :

starry nights // tw: death, light gore(?)

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☆ # starry nights

selfshipping content ahead! antis/toxic yumes DNI!

angst angst angst

TW : death, light gore, poorly written 😳

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“wait- you want me to take you outside of jackson??”

ellie looked at MG, who was nodding excitedly. it wouldn’t have been a problem if it weren’t for the limp on MG’s right leg. a long scar from her ankle up to her knee from an accident long before she found jackson.

“jesse told me the stars were really pretty outside on patrol, and you like stars, so we could look together!” MG beamed, as ellie fidgeted with her ring and pinky fingers.

“…but your leg-“ MG cut ellie off.

“it’s fine, really! i’ll bring my crutch if i really need it.”

ellie thought for a sec, biting back a smile as she finally nodded. “we’ll leave tonight. we’ll sneak you out before maria finds out, ok?”

. . .

the two walked down the path, an already familiar route for ellie. MG looked around, her eyes wide as her arm wrapped around ellie’s. ellie slowed her pace down to match MG’s, who was limping away beside ellie. ellie kept her eyes on the road ahead, keeping her mind on anything but MG’s arm against hers. “so, tell me why maria’s so-“ she gestured awkwardly with her hands. “helicopter parent over you?”

MG smiled, as if excited to tell the story. “maria and my mom were close. my mom loved baking and maria loved trying them. after my mom and dad… y’know, maria sorta took care of me.”

ellie listened, her head nodding. “that makes more sense.” she didn’t want to mention MG’s limp, or suggest that maria knew MG would die outside of jackson.

MG put down a blanket in a little clearing—a spot in between the trees where the moon shined and the stars glowed. the two looked up at the stars, the way they twinkled differently without the light pollution from the city. though, ellie found herself looking away to glance at MG.

as MG’s finger mindlessly caressed the swell of ellie’s chemical burn, ellie’s breath hitched. she knew MG wouldn’t care, knew that if she told her the truth about her immunity, she wouldn’t tell anyone. ellie’s eyes locked with MG, who was already looking at her.

“..ellie, thank you for bringing me out here.. the stars are so pretty.” she smiled, but the stars were the last thing on her mind.

“yeah, anytime maf, really.” ellie couldn’t look away, her hands itching to run through MG’s hair. if she were to kiss her right now, ellie wouldn’t mind it. after kat, she knew she couldn’t spread the virus, and MG would be safe. plus, her lips looked even nicer in the moonlight.

the stars were long forgotten about as MG’s hand trailed down to intertwine with ellie’s, their eyes talking for them. “…why’re you so quiet?” ellie asked, her voice low. she knew MG knew the emotions were in the air, but both of them were too scared to do anything.

“…just.. thinking.” MG whispered, her eyes averted and locking on their hands.

“thinking of..?” ellie tilted her head, hiding her blush when she saw MG’s eyes flickering down to her lips.

“…us- i guess.” she mumbled as her thumb mindlessly caressed ellie’s hand.

“there’s an us now?” ellie asked quietly, almost teasingly.

“..you know what i mean.” MG groaned, hiding her face in ellie’s shoulder. ellie was quiet, not wanting to push. even now, she needed MG to say it out loud what she felt about ellie, even if it was obvious.

“….i was thinking, your eyes look really- really pretty in the moonlight.”

ellie froze, not expecting MG to speak up all of a sudden. ellie’s hands reached up, finding the confidence to play with MG’s hair. “..yeah? yours too.” her eyes locked on MG’s once more, her touch lingering against MG’s cheek.

“….ellie?”

“yeah?”

“…can- can we..”

suddenly, a rustle. the two of them go silent, when the deafening sounds of clicking came behind them. MG could feel her heartbeat in her head, her body tingling as she remembered. she remembered how her father pushed her out of the way, remembered the shouts for her to run and how she regretted leaving. she didn’t want to run again.

MG shoved ellie quickly as the clicker pinned her to the ground. ellie shot once, twice, thrice, until the mag was empty. the clicker was already dead by the fifth bullet, but ellie was acting impulsively. even with her military training, she couldn’t shoot away the reality.

there MG was, her eyes wide as she gripped the bites on her neck, her breath wheezing and leaking from the wounds. “maf! maf! no no no..! fuck! hey- it’s- it’s okay.. it’s okay.. shit- fuck, why’d you push me out of the way dumbass..?!”

“ell… el…” MG gurgled, her lip quivering. her eyes watered as she watched ellie desperately try to hold her, as if her hands could stop the inevitable. even as ellie’s hands gripped MG’s neck, she could feel her slipping away. “don’t speak- don’t-… fuck..!” her voice was a raspy, desperate beg, her eyes locked on the girl who was so full of life just a minute ago.

MG’s hands weakly gripped ellie’s, her eyes locked on the ellie’s. “i… i..” she trailed off, her quivering coming to a stop as her hand slipped from ellie’s. ellie cradled the girl, her hands trying to wipe away the blood from her cheeks. it was the only thing she could do for MG after death—clean her out of love and respect. maybe it was for ellie too. maybe if she wiped away enough of the blood, the regret and guilt would wipe off too. she held MG to her chest, her hands hugging the girl’s body. ellie’s mind ran with ‘i should’ve’s and ‘why’s as her tears rolled down MG’s face.

she can’t forget the walk back to jackson. the way MG’s body was cold in her arms and her head was pressed against ellie’s. none of it felt the way it used to. the stars wouldn’t glow the way they used to.

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