upgrade. michael mell x gn!reader
A new kid. A new school. An old friend. Y/N has just returned to their home town, unfortunately, their best friend isn't the same and so they becomes besties with the local losers.
A pinkie promise and a vocal promise that you'll be best friends forever as your parents tell you to get in the car. You think about all the letters you'll send and how many times you'll have to ask for your parent's phones so you can talk to Rich on the phone. Your eleven year old self vowed that you keep in touch with him.
And you did, although after a while you two started to only rely on texts to communicate. Today was really important though. Your return had been greatly anticipated for years mainly by the two of you. After your father's company crashed and burned- quite literally- you had to move back. So, here you were. In New Jersey of all places in the world.
The thought of seeing Rich after so many years felt so exhilarating. As if you were going to see your childhood best friend- wait- okay maybe it was as if you were finally going to be able to make up for the lost time.
After freshman year, he became incredibly busy calling became extinct. Your best friend was now more of a random person you occasionally chatted with but now that you were back, you were determined to set your relationship right.
At least, that's what you thought was going to happen. Once you had gotten your schedule from the front office and wandered the halls of Middleborough High School, you found yourself interested in the groups obviously displayed in front of you. Ahead of you was a really tall guy who looked as if he was going to piss his pants or something when someone slammed into him.
Well that was rude. And it's when the tall guy mumbled about how he wasn't that tall that you finally got a glimpse at the asshole who bumped into the poor guy. It took a moment, but you finally recognized him as Rich Goranski.
Although you were deeply conflicted about what you just witnessed, your first thought was the interesting fact that his lisp was seemingly non-existent. However, all your thoughts were quickly washed away as you made your way to Rich.
When he noticed your existence he broke into a wide grin and immediately went to go hug you. "Y/N! I can't believe you're actually here!", he exclaims once he released you from his tight hug.
Letting out a chuckle, you nudge his shoulder, "I told you I would make sure to come back." That's when you took notice of his friend who was seemingly very confused of the random outburst.
"So, who's your friend?" he asks. Smirking, Rich turns around, wrapping his arm around your shoulder.
"This, Jakey D, is my awesome childhood best friend. Aren't they cute? I won't let anyone lay a hand on them." The guy nods and pats Rich's shoulder as if to say he understood.
The adrenaline from finally seeing Rich again died down and your conflicting emotions about what you saw earlier arose. You figured you'd mention it to him later when you'd be able to actually catch up officially instead of in a hallway full of teenagers.
Just when you were about to mention the idea of hanging out together your attention was drawn back to the tall boy who was signing his name on a poster that was most likely for a play.
"GAY!" was followed by a loud smack upside Rich's head caused by your hand. He turned around, his a bit sad before he furrowed his eyebrows in slight annoyance. "What was that for?"
You let out a sigh, "Come on, Rich. It's not that hard to be a decent human being. What did that guy ever do to you?" His eyes widened but he quickly composed himself and turned away, avoiding your question all together.
Despite his enthusiastic greeting and his arm still resting on your shoulder, he feels farther than ever before. With hesitation, you gently pull his arm off and stare into his eyes when he turns to look at you.
"I don't know what's happened to you in these last few years but I don't really like how you're acting especially towards the poster guy. I think we should talk later about what exactly is going on. Alone. Until then I don't want to talk to you"
With that you made your dramatic exit until you bumped into a guy and fell. Well, that kind of ruined your exit. You push yourself up with the help of some random guy.
"Are you alright? Oh shit- are you about to cry?" You look up to find the owner of voice. His red hoodie was the first thing to stand out when you finally stood up. Covered in various patches and a pair of headphones resting on his neck. He was kind of cute, you'd give him that as he looked at you with slight worry for the new kid.
"Oh no, I'm fine. I just had something in my eye is all." you stated when you heard a concerned voice growing near, "Y/N! Are you okay?"
Not wanting to confront the idea that you might have gotten emotional when you were walking away, you quickly apologize once again to the stranger and try to navigate the halls away from your best friend.
For most of the day, you found yourself trying to avoid Rich as he stared holes into you with his puppy dog eyes. Luckily, the class you were in now didn't have Rich anywhere in sight.
With your now somewhat relaxed state, you examined the classroom. The red hoodie guy was sitting next to poster boy which to you felt like an interesting pair. They seemed to enjoy each other's company quite a lot though. Next to you was seated a very attractive girl.
She had a very calm and focused demeanor as her strawberry blonde hair was pulled into a tight bun. You must have been staring too long because her eyes shifted toward you while her head remained facing forward.
You heard a chorus of laughter in front of you, a group of boys were huddled in front of a guy's seat. He seemed to be the center of attention, having many girls staring at him and what seemed like the friendship of every boy in class.
You had to pinch your cheek just to make sure you weren't asleep or better yet, in a story.
With that, your first day ended and when you walked into your house you realized that it was the first time you've heard complete silence all day.
You questioned if tomorrow would be a better day.
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