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“I win.”
¡𝟏𝟎 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐈 𝐇𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐘𝐨𝐮!
Pt.1 (making it a story…hopefully) (ALSO not movie accurate!!) (will be based in modern time rather than the 90s/00s)
Pairing: Rafe x reader (strangers/enemies to lovers)
(Face claim: Jessica Alba)
Warnings: language, mentions of the word ‘rape’ (due to a part in the book I reference ‘heroes’ if you haven’t read it, I kinda recommend, I read it for my gcse and it was one of the better books I did for English 😭)
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It was the beginning of summer, life was great. Even greater for Rafe, new place, fresh start. Moving from California, to Outer Banks was a big change. Well, it was nice for him. He hoped the people… mainly girls… were different from the fake basic girls in Cali.
It was his first day of school, as for you, it was a normal day of school.
You were in your stone grey Toyota gt86, blasting your rock chick music. As the car next to you blasts white chick music. You rolled your eyes at the basic taste of music.
You pulled off as soon as the light hit green. Driving over to the high school.
Once on you had parked up, you got out of the car. Grabbing your tote bag from the back seat you closed both doors and locked your car. Putting your keys into your bag. You adjusted the straps on your shoulder.
Rafe was already there, talking with his ‘tour guide’. The guy, Jake, went through the basics. More specifically the basics of what group of people was what. The ‘jocks’, ‘popular girls’, ‘cowboys’, etc.
That’s when Rafe spotted you from afar. You walked over to your small (preferably) friendship group. Sitting with them on the small brick wall.
Rage’s attention went from you as Jake patted his shoulder and chuckled. Rafe asked “who’s that??” Jake replied “that, my friend, is Y/n Y/l/n… no point in going for her, man.” Rafe’s eyebrow raised “why not??” Jake answered “dude, she’s like got a huge attitude and kinda a bitch…” Rafe scoffed “you probably said something to upset her or some shit, that’s why..” Jake shakes his head “all I’m sayin’ is, watch out for her, man.”
Rafe’s attention was back on you. The way your hair naturally curls, the way your white band tee hugged your chest nicely, the way your long black skirt hugged your curves in all the right places. The way the slight showed just the right amount of thigh that it would be a nice view; but doesn’t dress code you. The way your docs topped off the outfit nicely. Edgy, but modest. You had different style to other girls in the school. And Rafe, for the first time, wasn’t complaining. He never thought he’d be into girls that didn’t wear dresses that practically suffocated them. Or girls that didn’t wear skirts that showed half of your ass. You were different, a good different.
The bell snapped him out of his thoughts. Shit, he has class, he looked over to you one more time to see you walking away with your friends.
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You sat in class, the teacher spoke “so? Did anyone even bother to read heroes??”
A girl raised her hand, “yeah, it was so romantic…” you rolled your eyes and remarked “romantic? Larry raped Nicole, so Francis went on a mission. Then it was wasted cause he didn’t even get to complete the mission cause Larry shot himself. Then Nicole and Francis didn’t even reconnect officially… hardly a love story..”
The teacher spoke “thank you, Y/n… didn’t need the summary but thanks…” you crossed your arms and leaned back into the plastic chair “why can’t we read better books by better authors… like Emily Brontë, or George Orwell, even Chuck Palahniuk, maybe even Steven Ki-”
Your teacher spoke “alright, we get it, you say it every time, and I always say..” you mocked “I can’t do a single thing, it’s the school that picks, not me..” your teacher nodded “exa-” the classroom door opens.
Rafe walks in, he gave a small smile “wha’d I miss?” You look over your shoulder. Looking him up and down “discussing the fact this school picks shitty books rather than actual interesting ones…” he smirked when he heard you speak “great.” He left the class.
You looked to your teacher, they spoke “office, now” you place your books in your tote bag and put it over your shoulder. You gave a small smirk to your friends as they subtly cheered for you. As the completely agreed with your argument.
You walked down the hallway, Rafe leaned against the lockers on his phone. As you walked past he looked up, “Y/n… right?”
You turned on your heel and faced him “who’s asking?” He chuckles softly “I’m uh, Rafe… Rafe Cameron…” you nodded “I know, you’re Ward’s son, right??” He raised an eyebrow. How did she know?
You quickly added “my dad is in the same company as the one your father joined. He told me they chatted and mentioned that you’d be joining here…” he nodded “oh right… yeah, uh where you headin’?”
“The office, once again, the English teacher never likes me.” He chuckled as he walked over to her “why’s that? You smarter than her?” You shrug “wouldn’t say smart, I just have good taste in book unlike her or the school…” he nodded. Shoving his hands in the pockets of his slacks “so… mind if I walk with you?” You shook your head “I don’t mind. I wasn’t going to the principals office anyways..” he smirked “bad girl, huh?” You playfully rolled your eyes “more like, the principal is fed up of me going to her office… so here I am, roaming the halls for the next…” you look at your watch “..ten minutes”
He nods, you walk side by side. Rafe didn’t know what he was feeling. He wasn’t intimidated but felt almost shy. He couldn’t describe it, you look the type to rip people’s head off if they bark back at you. But honestly… that was hot in his eyes.
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It was currently lunch, you sat on the bleachers with your friends. Eating lunch and talking about anything and everything.
Rafe sat with Jake and a few of Jake’s friends. Rafe clicked almost instantly with Topper and Kelce. They’re both interested in golf, partying, girls, etc. So naturally they clicked.
Rafe would glance over to you from time to time. Topper chuckled “hey, if you keep lookin’ she’s gonna see, dude” Rafe rolled his eyes “fine with me.” The guys chuckled.
Kelce asked “hey Top, Y/n friends with your sister, right??” Topper nodded then sipped his can of Pepsi. Rafe looked to Topper, “wait seriously??” Topper put tossed his can in the trash “yeah, dude, she’s over my place quite a lot.”
Rafe’s ears perked, over Topper’s place quite a lot?? Damn…
He then looked back over to the group to see his sister, Sarah, walk over and sit with them. He watched as Sarah and you talked and laughed. He thinks to himself ‘if she’s friends with Sarah, that means she might come over our place? Oh. My. God’
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It was an hour or two after school, you sat on the couch. Your Marshall headphones resting on your head as you listen to music and read.
You hear footsteps approaching, it was your father. He holds an envelope to you. You pulled your headphone down, resting them around your neck. You opened the envelope and gasped “no way!” Your dad asked “what is it??” You answered “I got in! The art and music college we talked about! I got in!” He smiled “really?! Congrats, sweetie!”
Your younger sister (who’s completely opposite to you, full glam and girly, made you wanna gag) came downstairs is a slightly shorter than usual dress. Your father asked “and where are you going??”
Your sister, Gabs, replied “there’s this boy, his name is Brooks” you rolled your eyes “you mean the not so good looking guy who is a huge idiot??” “Shut up!!” Your sister looks back to your dad “he asked to go to the movies, go I pleaseee go daddy?” Your dad shakes his head “absolutely not, you know the rule. No dating till you graduate” Gabs rolls her eyes “please!” He replied “no, end of discussion.”
Gabs argued “this isn’t fair, Y/n gets to go out but I can’t??” You fake laughed “good one, Gabs.” Your father added “same rule applies to her.” You looked over to Gabs “and by the way, I’m not looking for anyone, not interested in a single soul…”
Gabs huffed, your father walks away. You crossed your legs on the couch and rested your now closed book in your lap. “So, where were you actually going? I assume you just lied to dad…” Gabs whispered “a party…” you lightly scoffed “you know you’re too young for those parties, especially with Brooks..” Gabs rolls her eyes “I’m only two years younger than you, quit it.”
Your father re-enters, “new deal, Gabs can have a date-” Gabs squealed and smiled. Your dad added “-if Y/n gets a date.” Gabs smiled drops. “What?! She won’t date! Daddy this is unfair!”
You grabbed your book and stood up, heading over to the stairs. Your sister complained “daddy! She won’t date at all, she’ll be buried and not have a date! C’mon!” You chuckled “good, I’ll keep it that way.” Gabs stood at the bottom of the stairs, looking up at you “you’re so selfish, you know that?!” You chuckled and walked down the hallway upstairs and to your room. Gabs huffed in annoyance.
If you date, Gabs can date. But you don’t wanna date anyone, do you? Not now, not ever… maybe that can change… maybe it’ll stay the same… who knows…
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Part two to the OHSHC au please?
PART 1 - PART 2 - PART 3
You couldn't believe it. You were frozen as you stared at the board before you, students around you checking their own profiles and scores. Your ranking had gone up almost three whole levels!
How!?
Then you realized that your grades got better once you were invited, or kinda forced to join Hashiras. Not only did you get better treatment from literally anyone, but they had kept their word, and your status in school skyrocketed!
You carefully made your way out of the mass of students and rushed towards your clubroom. Once there, you slammed the door open, too excited to hold yourself back.
"Did you see my scores!?" You yelled, but the smile on your face let them all know that you were overjoyed.
"Congratulations, Ten!" Mitsuri cheered as she rushed to hug you, and you squealed happily as you both jumped up and down together.
"Pipe it down, you guys!" Sanemi snapped, his nose buried in the textbooks before him, "Some of us are trying to study!"
"Ah, sorry, Sanemi-senpai!" You let go of your friend and turned to smile at Shinobu, "Thank you for helping me by testing my knowledge before that biology exam!"
"It was my pleasure," Shinobu giggled, "With the way you are climbing the ranks, we might have to call you Eight soon!"
"In your dreams," Obanai scoffed, but you didn't take his words to heart.
"Congrats, newbie!" Tengen laughed, and with that, he earned a harsh glare from Sanemi, and the Sound Hashira completely ignored his colleague's glare.
"I knew you could do it!" He continued before patting your back with enough force to almost knock you down, like swatting a fly.
"Hm! Truly, it was the right choice to let you join us!" Kyojuro smiled as he glanced up at you from his bento box, which was mostly pure meat on rice, and then glanced at the biggest Hashira sitting next to him, "Right, Himejima?"
"Namu…" Gyomei nodded humbly, "It brings me joy to see you bloom under our care."
But… He couldn't see? Oh, it was just a figure of speech!
"What's all this noise about?"
You glanced over your shoulder and noticed that Giyu and Muichiro had arrived in the clubroom.
"Number Ten jumped a couple of ranks higher!" Mitsuri cheered from her place next to you, and you nodded, but before you could get a word out, Sanemi snapped, "Some of us are trying to study!"
"Nah, only you." Tengen grinned, yet you felt kinda bad because you were usually one in Sanemi's shoes.
"What are you studying for?" You asked as you made your way to Wind Hashira and glanced over his shoulder at the textbooks and notebooks he had laid on the table before him.
…But before you could get a decent look, the young man shut the books down and shot you a glare.
"Nothing!" He snapped, and you took a startled step back, "Sorry, I didn't mean to intrude-!"
"He is pissed because he has less time to study now that he started a part-time job," Giyu said as he took a seat at the table, already digging out his textbooks.
"Shut up!" The Wind Hashira shot a glare at his cool companion.
You wanted to ask, but you remembered how Sanemi had gotten mad the first time you met when talking about being born with silver spoons in your mouths.
Based on that, you were able to come to the conclusion that maybe just like you, he came from a poor family.
"You know, if you need money, I'm more than happy to lend you some?" Tengen asked, but then Sanemi glared at him, "I don't need your charity!"
"Why do you need a part-time job, Sanemi-senpai?" You asked, ready to receive yet another yell, but someone beat you to it.
"He has 6 younger siblings, and a mom who works two jobs," Obanai said as he gently petted his emotional support snake Kaburamaru.
"Oi!?"
"Ah-!" You understood what he was going through. You frowned as you tried to figure out a way to help him, just like how the Hashiras had helped you.
"Namu Amida Butsu…" Gyomei prayed quietly as tears rolled down his face, "Shinazugawa, please accept help if you need it…"
"I'll be fine…!" Sanemi growled, but you weren't accepting that. You pouted as you inhaled and exhaled, "Sanemi-senpai?"
"What is it now!?"
"Do you help your younger siblings with school?"
"Yeah, so what!?"
"I could help them?" You offered, much to everyone's surprise and especially Sanemi's.
"Huh!?"
"Listen, I could watch after them and help them with their homework while you work or rest? Either way, I want to help you out."
"What are you trying to get out of it?" He was so suspicious of you that it was almost worrying and amusing.
"Nothing," You shook your head as you smiled, "But you guys have helped me a ton, so the sensible thing to do is to return the favor?"
"That would be a wonderful idea, number Ten!" Kyojuro exclaimed, much to Sanemi's shock, and it just got bigger as each Hashira, one by one, agreed and ganged up against the Wind Hashira.
"Let Ten help you out!"
"It can't hurt to try?"
"You need a break, man!"
One by one, they spoke out, and Sanemi finally just snapped, "Fine!" He shot you a glare, "I'll be waiting for you after school in here! Don't you dare to be late or else I will kick your ass!"
"Sir, yes, sir!" You saluted him, and most of the Hashiras cheered, the rest nodding in approval, and Sanemi, whose glare finally died out a little as he focused back to his homework.
But you were smiling, happy that you were able to help, even if just a little bit.
Not sure…I thought I posted this here…
#chrobin school!AU #chrobin #fe13 #chrom #robin while losing my religion plays in the background lol
The Alley Kids
LORE TIME:
[ Alley kids are these freaks, they're friends in escuelita au and usually hangout a looooot, Killer and Doll usually force the others to do so ]
I was encouraged to post my School AU, so to start that off, you must now BEHOLD a shitty rushed Angel Dust 💖🎀💖🎀💖🎀 (a couple of accompanying sketches under the cut!)
Modern/School AU Bluesummers siblings (Legato & his non-existent sister)
