synopsis : You were the new kid at school who just moved from Africa and ended up befriending two outcasts who encourage you to infiltrate "The Plastics," the school's ruling clique, aka Cortis. But what happens when you see an unusual side of their leader, Martin Edwards?
⋆.𐙚 ̊ pairing : cady!Reader x regina!Martin ?
w/c : 1200
✶⋆.˚ genre : mean girls au, written fanfic with smau inbetween maybe?, highschool au with crack
featuring : tons of new gen idols and perhaps old gen idols as the teachers
☆kay's notes : I saw the poster on pinterest and just had to do it. Everything is a joke so please don't take anything seriously. This is made purely out of crack and a kpop highschool sounds so interesting.
Chapter 12
“No. Way.” Wonhee looked you dead in the eye. “Moka runs the school gossip page!?”
“You’re being surprised at the wrong information.”
“Oh please. Martin being a two-faced asshole was expected.”
“I feel bad for Keonho.”
“Keeho, what the fuck?”
“I mean, that shoelace as a belt thing. Must’ve been heart breaking.”
‘Sometimes I feel like he’d fit in perfectly with Cortis.’ You think of all the times Keeho was defending the school’s circus troupe of a group.
“Now how do we get this information to Ohyul though?” Wonhee’s mind was running with ideas. All of them involved a sacrifice unfortunately.
“Rather than telling him directly,” you stood up from the sofa, “let’s show it to him.”
“Fuck you mean?”
“It’s like Keonho said,” you moved your hands dramatically while trying to explain, “Martin shit-talks Ohyul in the auditorium to other people on a daily basis. If we just find out during what time, we could bring Ohyul there and show him what a big fat liar that tall blonde baguette looking guy is! And then he’d also think Martin was lying about the whole dissing Mr.Jay Park thing.” The whole idea was like sunshine and rainbows in your head.
You imagined Ohyul feeling betrayed by Martin the second time and crying in your arms. That way you’d get closer to Ohyul and show everyone Martin wasn’t iconic, he was just a mean boy.
But he was kinda iconic as much as you hate to admit it.
“This really isn’t working out and Spring Fling is in 2 weeks.” Martin glared at you.
You were currently stuck in his room’s closet.
While trying to pick an outfit for the event coming up in two weeks, Seonghyeon thought it’d be funny to lock you two up. And unfortunately, he broke the lock along with it.
Where does that lead to? You being stuck in a closet full of branded and vintage clothes with the guy whose life you're trying to ruin right now.
“I told you, it needs to get rid of your damaged hair first. You used so much bleach, no wonder you’re losing so much hair!”
“I’m naturally blonde just so you know.”
“No you’re not?”
“Yes I am.”
“Martin.” You took a breath. “You’re not naturally blonde.”
“People call me and James the blonde duo for a reason.” He rolled his eyes at you.
“That doesn't make you naturally blonde!”
“Hater.”
“You know it.”
“What?”
“It’s just a joke. I was joking.” He almost got you.
While the others tried figuring out how to fix the door from outside, you spent the moment of silence with him, counting the number of hair strands that fell off.
“You know,” you looked up at him, “if you actually end up bald, what’ll you do?”
Wrong fucking question.
You were supposed to give him false hope that his hair would grow back perfectly. Not ask him what his second move would be if he ended up bald.
You slapped yourself in your head for that dumb question.
“I trust you.”
“Huh?”
“I said I trust you.” He looked down at you. “You said I wouldn’t go bald before.”
“Yeah, but-”
“I’ll get a wig.”
‘Why was he so non-chalant about this like he wasn’t threatening me over going bald a few days ago.’
“You aren’t mad at me?”
“It’s not like you did it on purpose. Mr. Jeonghan must’ve lied to you.”
‘No. I lied to you.’ But you couldn’t say it.
You looked up a little more and noticed a bald spot starting to form. The light bulbs in the closet reflected it like pearls under the moonlight.
“Why do you trust me so much?”
“Please, what could a nobody like you ever do to me.” His smirk made every ounce of guilt you felt inside you disappear.
You could hear the door finally open behind you, but you couldn’t turn around.
Martin walked right past you towards the guys.
“Fucking finally.”
“Were you romancing her in there?”
“Don’t fucking joke about that Juhoon.”
“Seonghyeon you’re so dead.”
“I swear it wasn’t on purpose!”
The guys kept bickering but you stayed still in the room. You couldn’t go out.
He thought so little of you.
He didn’t care. He doesn’t actually trust you.
You found yourself in his washroom. Face to face with his facial cleansing gel.
Without mercy, you pick up the bottle and empty the contents out and fill it up with what Wonhee had given you.
Intensive moisturising foot creme.
‘Let me show you what exactly I can do to you, queen bee.’
“I have this theory. If you spike all his hair up, he looks like Masha.” You explain to Wonhee while chewing away on a protein bar.
“I know, you’ve told me this before.”
For some reason all you could talk about was Martin.
Martin this. Martin that. Martin a bitch.
You knew Wonhee and Keeho were kind of getting tired of hearing about Martin all the time but you couldn’t help it. The words kept coming up like vomit.
The three of you walk down the hallway of the school, while you maintain a bit of distance from them in case the Plastics decide to show up out of nowhere.
At the end of the hallway, there now hung a banner which said : Coming Soon-Spring Fling! Nominate your King and Queen!
To get nominated for Spring Fling King and Queen you either had to be very good looking, very popular or have enemies in high places. Like the Student Activities Committee.
During class, you and Wonhee were fully focused on the announcements being made through the speaker rather than Ms. Tzuyu calling out the attendance list.
“...and finally the nominees for Spring Fling King and Queen are as follows. Martin Edwards Park…”
In Martin’s classroom the people applauded for him but he acted like he didn’t care. It was expected after all.
The announcement continued.
“Ahn Keonho…”
That made Martin startle a bit but he quickly regained his composure.
“Kwon Ohyul…”
You could see the wrinkles on his forehead deepen.
“Lee Wonhee…”
Back in your classroom, you laughed at Wonhee’s face. This was her first time being nominated and she wasn’t expecting it at all.
She proceeds to punch you in the arm.
“Kang Haerin…”
“And Y/N L/N.”
Martin scoffed at that. “What?”
The three of you were back at Wonhee’s basement.
“Keeho, you shouldn’t have put my name in there! It’s gonna mess everything up.”
“But I didn’t.” He protested back.
“I’m really nominated?”
All he did was nod a yes. Everyone was confused but you also felt flattered.
During math class, you got your paper back.
“How much did you get?” Ohyul asked, looking back from his seat.
“85. I’m gonna need a tutor.”
“I could help you, if you want. Like after school or something.” The way he was so casual and non-chalant about it made you swoon.
“Would Martin mind it?”
“Martin? Why would he care?” Ohyul looked confused. “You guys are friends, he wouldn’t mind it.” He turned back to the front.
a/n : it's been a week since yall saw mean boys update .... 🚬🚬🚬 hope none of yall forgot about ts 😮💨 am lowkey getting pissed off cuz HOW DO I GET MARTIN AND YN TO END UO TOGETHER ??? LIKE??? Anyways time to disappear for another week and only post other fics in my drafts haha🥰❤️🩹 if this goes on it might take 5 years to complete this damn fic as much as I complain though, I enjoy writing it AND I LOVE LOVE LOVEEEE READING THE COMMENTS. WHY ARE YOU GUYS FUNNIER THAN ME 👹👹😡😡 WRITE THE STORY ON YOUR OWN THEN 🫵🫵🫵 (im joking) but like no seriously whenever someone comes up with something in the comments or messages me (yall know who you are) I GENUINELY CRACK THE FUCK UP😭😭😭 you people are the reason i survive every hellish day preparing for my entrance exam 🫂💔🚬
synopsis: martin does nothing but pass notes in class to cure his boredom, soon one day he believes he has found his longtime pen pal. or the one where martin is down bad…
genre: fake texts, one shot au, non!idols, student au, fluff
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