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The second school's tornado. He would ruin everything with his silly pranks alongside another mf named Mysta. You didn't even want to THINK about what he was going to do for his senior prank, maybe he'll nuke the school. (I can see him doing that deadass,,) however his classes were mostly upstairs, while you preformed hall duty downstairs. You had only heard from your colleagues that worked with you on how bad he was. You were thankful for once, you didn't even have a choice on what floor you wanted to monitor.
"Y/nn, cmon! The teachers don't pay attention to who does what hallway, as long as their there! The person in charge doesn't care either, I'm sure of it!" Your freind keep pressing on you to switch area shifts with her, you didn't even tell her that the downstairs was probably worst than upstairs. But if she insisted to take your area however, you didn't mind as much, it's a win win situation!
You had suddenly gladly accepted her offer in a upbeat mood. Much to her dismay, she couldn't sworn you'd say no. Nevertheless, she was overjoyed as well! Maybe she could even pay you to keep the upstairs shifts.
But you were pretty sure she was going to regret the switch, and she was pretty sure YOU were going to regret taking the offer too.
Both of you split up, silently praying for eachother in the process.
It was 12:55 five minutes before your last block, the last block was a complete mess. Kids running to get to their 4th blocks, and then there was kids who couldn't care any less about the time, they strolled along and stopped to great freinds. To completely diffrent groups mushed into a single bland hallway. Not to mention the rate of bullying went up a little bit, you had seen more people get shoved and knocked into lockers than you saw people simplyΒ opening their lockers in innocent mannerism.
The bell had rang and echoed throughout the hallway, clicking of doors accompanieded multiple footsteps as kids began to emerge out of their suffocating 3rd block classrooms (I'm looking at you my 3rd block ccra class) you corrected some kids on there speed, both slow and fast. You simply monitored the hallway, everything was way better than downstairs. It was clearer and just had more space to breath, you felt like you were in a mosh pit each time.
"Incomming!! Ah, Watch out, miss!" Somebody shouted in a laughing tone, soon turning into fear.
You swiftly looked to your side to see a male riding what looked like a... make shift sled? That surely was some type of file cabinet he found in the schools trash, it looked like he attached wheels to the bottom, and he was riding a top speeds, towards you!
not to mention he wasn't wearing any sort of protection gear. charge him for that
BAM! suddenly he had knocked right into you at such a fast speed, the impact of you and the file cabinet stopped the movement completely. Thanks alot neutons laws of gravity, your now dead because of it!
Is what you thought, in the time you had pasted out, the male quickly emerged from his makeshift ride and rushed towards you panicking, he didn't even know your name.
You woke up in the nurses office. You half expected to wake up in the ER honestly. Your whole body ached, but especially your ankles and knees, they felt like they popped right out and forced back in.
a quiet "tsk" could be heard for a female, as she continued,
"They're awake, I suppose you owe them an apology? Mr Knox?" Your eyes meet hercrometria ones right when she spoke.
"Of course I do! I would never think about not making up for my actions!" liar....ofc we would not aplogize.
"Uhu, and stop doing reckless things like that. I get your backpack was thrown and you wanted to catch it, but be aware of your surroundings."
huh. wdym by backpack thrown.
She had left the room, and you sat right up, scaring the poor male in the process.
"Didn't you ram into me with aβ" a finger was shot up, the male shushing you in the process.
"H-Hey! Don't say that, she might here us!"
"Oh, so you lied?" You deepend.
"Sh! Your the one who also switch their shift! I saw you both talking about it, so as long as you stay silent about this, I'll stay silent about that, deal!?"
"My 'crime' isn't as big as yours, hell, you could get suspend!" You grabbed his finger and put it right down, you even managed to crack his knuckles in the process.
"Okay, okay. I understand what I did, not stop lecturing me!"
"You right I'll stop..and let the principle continue this." You had gotten up from the nurses bed, thay was actually more comfortable than you thought, however suddenly a major headache ensured, causing you to stumble back into your past position, alban had both hands on your shoulders in an attempt to stabilize you.
"You shouldn't get up! Your still healing." captain obvious fr... you simply sighed and hoisted your legs back onto the cushion rather the the floor.
"...your still going to tell?"
"If you can look after me while I'm sleeping..then no."
You didn't know he was already planning too. Despite how many classes he would skip.
and maybe you didn't even know how it was all staged, just so he could spend time with you. (crazy mf)
!! Both of you were hall monitoring officers, and responsible to oversee any bullying. It wasn't a terribly hard job, and this time, you were getting paid! ....2$ an hour, that is. Their excuse for their low pay was, "the rest of the payment will be delivered in education!" unfair mf. But, you did believe they were paying you in ANOTHER- other way.... seeing that mysterious blonde everyday was what kept you working for that $2.
He was silent for the most part, opting to hang out with his secluded group of friends only. If only you could get closer to him!
"I can tell somethings on your mind" your freind had taken a seat next to you during math class. You sighed and slowly rotated you head to look.
"Just noticed? I've ran out of options, I even tried to trip infornt of him, another girl quickly came to my aid and took me to the nurse."
"You tried...tripping infornt of him? Like that cliche stereotypical soft girl who trips infront of her crush?? You've lost your mind!"
"I KNOW THAT !" you shouted, shaking the desk in the process. You quickly cupped your hand over your mouth in shock. Your class was working on a sheet of paper, and luckily you were allowed to chat. However, it went completely silent after your outburst.
What made matters even worse, a tuff of yellow hair entered the room in the exact moment. Paper in hand, you could tell he was there to drop something off. He looked right at you, frazzled. Next to him was a shorter male with brown hair, he covered his ears and whined. How dramatic! but also..reasonable.
You stood in shock, completely unresponsive. Silently, you muttered an a aplogy, bowing in what seemed to be a perfect 90Β° angle.
Fuck. He probably thinks your weird now! Ykw, scratch thatβeveryone had probably thought it.
You had hid during all of your math classes heading forward, opting to stop answer questions (honestly what questions did you even know the answer to fuck math) and opting to just stay silent. Your posture had never been so perfect..yet so stiff.
"Oh cmon! Everyone forgot about that little stuff. It only stays for about two days, then everyone doesn't care anymore!" She said, struggling to pull off your completely stature persona.
"But he didn't! I'm pretty sure he's laughing with his friends about it in his class..as we are speaking!"
"Oh stop being dramatic! Keep this up and you'll get a message home."
"You haven't been answering, the teacher had noticed, he'll probably send a message home complaining like the dick he is." She sighed , fiddling with her infamous mechanical pencil. "You could always aplogize and clear things up too you know, aren't you in the same snitch program?"
"..the bully mointer progam?"
It was after school, and luckily you had a meeting with the president who started the whole organization, it was a miracle! This was God's sign to go for it, you were totally sure!! You even had a plan.
2.) jsvsisgwiavwiwbw9whw APLOGIZE SOMEGOW?? BUY HIM SOMRTHING FOR BREAKING HIS ESRDRUMS?? SELL YOUR SOUL TO THE DEVIL IN HOPES HE FORGIVES TOU AND THEN WE KISS??
Bullet proof plan! You go! Your freind was never more disappointed reading your plan.
They had gracosiuly gaveb your unit 20 minutes before the meeting, and you were SCANNING for the man. Wouldn't even be surprised if you pull out binoculars.
But he's also,, tall. So it wasn't hard to find him in the first 2 minutes.
Quickly had strolled to him nervously, you couldn't be confident in anyway, not after what happend 4 days ago.
He stared at you completely nonchalant, why did this man have to be so fucking imitating?? LIKE SMILE
You quickly blurted, "I'm very sorry for what happend during my math class. I would appreciate it if you'd allow me to buy you and your..freind, something of your pick." You sounded professional! Congrats.
Your still being eaten by anxiety though!
Until, he laughs. HE LAUGHED, you rose from your 90Β° bowing position, AND HE HAD A SMILE !! MISSION...ACCOMPLISHED?? or is he just laughing at you.
"Its fine, no need to worry about anything." He ruffled your hair
"But, I'll take that offer, just exclude my freind from this..and we can go to a Cafe together."
Sure! What wait. YOU could've given him to money to buy something at the cafe....wtf does he want to go with you? And why is he excluded his freind?!
DID U RLLY SELL YOUR SOUL??
yugo (I still love this mf)
Not so much a mysterious man..in fact he was kinda social? More like everyone knows him, talks to him whenever he's free, but still calls only a small group of people his actual freinds.
He was probably one of the best in his music classes too, knowing all of the musical terms, notes, etc.
And you....hadn't known shit. You chosen it for your electives since you thought it would be easy, who knew music had this much to offer?? Should've switched early...
You were iffy freinds with the navy. You could talk to him whenever, he could laugh over your jokes and sudden complaints, but after that bell rung, everything was over. You both separated ways so God damn fast. Even when you were packing up you didn't say a word, it was just...how you both worked.
And it was another one of those days, your teacher gave you permission to pack up earlier than before, explaining how she had things to do. You placed your folder back into your bag, music notes and occasional doodles sprawled out. It was practically useless, the music notes were dragged and ragged. It was hard to read in general.
Suddenly you had packed your second folder in your bag, but you mistakenly tilted is upside down, causing a note to spill right by yugos foot. He had snickered before snatching it, werid way to give it back but... alright..
"How can you even read this?" He asked, and that's the first time he even spoken to your by himself, you always had to start the conversation.
"I dont, I just put things down to make the teacher think I'm listening." You replied, whispering when it came to the "teacher" part, you might not be respecting her by not taking notes properly, but you were still scared to DEATH by her.
"....do you know what fermata even is?"
He sighed dramaticly, leaning dangerously on the chair. He was quickly scolded by the teacher.
"Music has so much terms, I thought it was just about making it sound pretty!"
"THATS what you thought when signing up??" He gave you a hearty laugh, clutching the paper in his hand. It was nice for once, actually have a conversation. Yeah sure, I did elaborate on how you guys did talk, but it was never like this. And you did admit that you rather have it this way than anything before.
"How 'bout this, I can give you my own notes for you to study for this upcoming final exam, but you have to..." suddenly he looked up at you, straight faced, "but, you have to actually talk to me in the hallways and everything!"
"So...be your freind?" He nodded early, but soon had laughed awkwardly after a second or 2 of silence.
"That honestly sounds weird, doesn't it?" He mummbeld, but you just shrugged. Anything for those notes.
You did just what he asked. You talked to him in the hallways, even opting to visit him during lunch and say a joke or two. But as this went on and the deadline of the final exam was closer on the calender, he began to act...off. more grumpier, less wanting to talk to you. At this point, you were even to scared to ask for the notes. He was just, more distant. And as much as you were scared, you could not afford to fail this final exam. You had goals! Your parents had expectations! Failing music...what's a bigger slap to the face? So, you had to find out.
It took a while for his freinds to all come to the lunch table. He was the first one to arrive, that's when you usually told him jokes and short stories so he wouldn't be lonley while waiting.
So you did it again, you both met eyes while you approached the same table, and you gave him a small smile, before going serious.
"Listen, why have you been so off? Did I do somethingβ did someone else do something?" You almost pressured him, he looked a bit shocked that you even noticed it.
"You didntβnobody did anything wrong it's just.." He took a sharp intake, "I relized that once the music exam is over..you'd stop talking to me and being my freind. And I don't want that to happend! But I just decided to distance myself so it wouldn't be as bad when you did."
That's surprising, how knew that the yugo asuma actually wanted to talk to you then anyone here.
He looked sheepish, avoiding eye contact and picking his nails.
You smile got softer and you began to coo,
"I didn't know you wanted to be my freind so bad! You should've just said so, but i get it! Who doesnt want to be freinds with my dumbass?" you laughed and pointed back at him, he looked as if he was going to punch you from the teasing.
That was another thing, he didn't want to be just be freinds.
But he could complain about that on a later date.
A good student overall! He had good grades, a good reputation, okay...freinds.., and good athletic ability! You had manged to land in his history class, which..sucked! The teacher, not him.
This included the teacher assigning a historical script the students had to perfrom,, and just your luck, the groups would be picked by the 'wheel of names.com' (bane of my existence) and you had gotten into a shitty group! NOBODY wanted to talk. You had attempted to get their phone numbers and try to decide roles, but they didn't budge! The took one look at you and were on their phones the next.
This was a major assignment! You didn't want to do bad, it didn't make anything better that your group had to make the script, it wasn't provided. You thought all hope was lost! Until you heard the teacher scold another group.
"You all, stop discussing unrelated topics! You, white haired, move to group A!" Your head perked up hearing the mentions of your own, terrible group. A tall mall sluggishly walked to yours, a irritated smirk plastered.
You could tell he didn't want to even be here, he dragged a chair to yours, and sat right next to you.
"So..what are yalls roles again? Topic?" He sighed, yet nobody responded. You were endlessly clicking through random tabs to make it look like you were doing something.
"..some shit about an explorer, we don't know how tf we are." Your classmates replied, scrolling through his snapchat. I wonder why everyone doesn't know who tf they are!
He came to the conclusion that this group was useless, you had came to that conclusion a while ago however.
It was no doubt that at 5am the day it was due you'd just write the whole thing yourself. Maybe you'd complain to the teacher about it, but that would seem uncool! The group mates would get terribly upset! And it's not that the teacher would keep you anonymous either, he had a big mouth.
So, you did exactly what you said. At 5am you woke up and began the script. The last edit was made 22 hours ago, by you, of course.
In the process of you going through trial and error with the script, another icon had appeared on the document. You hovered your mouse and the name read,
Huh, maybe he was checking if someone was doing it. That was kind of embarrassing hello?? What If he was reading the script..(or what you call a scirpt) and making in fun if it?!
A comment appeared on the doc,
Doing great, didn't actually expect someone to work on this, I was lowkey accepting a bad grade. I respect you, alot. :)
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AAUAYAVAIAV!!!! GO YOU!! Before you could respond, and other comment appeared,
Weren't we supposed to give eachother our numbers? I'll work with you on this, just call me, dear
xxx-xxx-xxxx.
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OUYDDIUTIEUTTIUSTDIUYITDRI6SRUS6UR6S Such a heartwarming man! You were scared to call, would you hear his morning voice though?? OML
uki
YOUR WORST NIGHTMARE, he'd constantly tease you for your choice of outfit. This is school NOT THE MET GALA. He'd even take the time out of your day to met you at your locker and explain so much drama you didn't even care for! It was stupid, HE was stupid. Constantly annyoing you when you clearly didn't want to deal with him, how much hints does this mf need?
The same day, same locker, this time he was yapping about a rumored fight thay was going to happen at the back of the school.
"But the werid part about it was that it's gonna be a 'pick fight!' "
"And what is a pick fight, your highness?" You exaggerated, clearly uninterested.
"Some shit where whoeveres there, innocent or not, gets a chance to be fought. Ion know someone just brings them into the circles and the have at it." He shrugged, you could tell he was pondering about it more than he should've, his foot taping agasint the dirty floorboards was your evidence.
But also...you had never been to one of these..these. and clearly it was always interesting. After those types of days, it would be the talk of the school. If you didn't know about it, people just laughed and called you innocent minded.
Well.....it's kind of a must to go see a school fight before you graduate (it's not I can assure you THEY SCARY AF but they fight so funny), is what you told yourself. Honestly you were finding any way to convince yourself to go..one couldn't hurt.
He seemed to be correct, right as that bell rang more students had taken the exit leading to the back of the school as usual. And you followed right along. You spotted a friend of yours and made quick talk.
"Heya! So what's all this for?"
"People are having a fight, but it's rumored it could turn into a pick fight situation, left and right, kids getting punched, exciting!"
"You could get picked...you know that right?"
You've lost hope, for everyone. Some kids sat at the bleachers while others opted to have "meetings" in the bathrooms and locker rooms nearby. Approximately 30 minutes later did two people stand infornt of everyone and began to fight. It was so funny to see them swing in such a...in proper manner. You were not fighting expert! But you atleast knew to never tuck in your thumb while swinging.
Suddenly you felt a tap on your shoulder mid way, you expected to see the girl you had just talked to prior before, but you saw a kid you have never even knew.
"You think your better than me huh?! Sitting all high and mighty!"
Nah.....what the fuck this man on?! DID HE HAVE THOSE BROWNIES DONT LIE TO ME
YOU WERENT EVEN DOING ANYTHING,
"Its called good posture..?" It didn't even sound like you had an attuide, you were generally confused. Maybe he was just trying to be the new talk of the school, but you didn't!
Just as he was going to swing, he aburtbly stopped and was pulled back.
oh shit...nah you rather have him swing.
Standing there at 5'6 stood that stupid mf. But he didn't even look happy anymore.
They were the talk of the TOWN that day. all becuase of you, congrats! <3
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