four. that’s how many times he’s made you come in the last hour. the relentless movements from his tongue and fingers coax orgasms out of you continuously, like he was sirening them.
“matt! ‘s too much, i can’t take anymore,” you pant, chest rising rapidly. but his fingers don’t halt, they continue to pump in and out of your soaked entrance while your body betrays you, hips bucking against his hands. “yes you can, angel. c’mon, give me one more, you’re doing so well f’me.” he presses a kiss to your thigh, before beginning to nibble on your skin. overwhelming pulses of bliss glide through your blood, hands clenching the sheets for support, like they could make you come sooner.
you whimper, back arching off the bed when his thumb connects with your puffy clit, rubbing tight circles on the overstimulated nub. eyes glossy from the torment, you nod. “there’s my good girl,” his head dipped back between your thighs, fingers pulling out, leaving you clenching around nothing before his tongue quickly replaces the sensation.
his tongue dove straight to your folds while his hands hold your thighs apart, licking a long stripe from your hole to kitten licking your clit; to which you rut against his face—craving for him to apply more pressure. matt chuckles lowly, the vibrations sending jolts of ecstasy through your body when he begins to suck on your bud as he moaned into your pussy—drunk off the taste of you.
“o-oh, my..matt,” you mewled, followed by a string of lustful moans and whines. hand rushing to his hair like you had limited time to, tugging at the strands. but that only seemed to spur him on more, matt’s mouth moving to your pussy. his tongue teased your hole, dipping in before pulling back while his nose meanly pressed against your poor clit.
he rapidly shook his head from side to side, moving up and down your cunt whilst enjoying the encouraging reactions from you—louder moans as your back arches and hands grip his hair tighter.
and he didn’t seem to be any where near done with you, he appeared like he’d only just started. he was no where near done.
a/n — thank you for 200 !! welcome back vampire!matt😼😼,, yet again this was written at like 11pm so you’re gonna have to suffer reading this little prick because it’s so lazy i’m going to scream!☺️i love you bye
⚠︎ ⋆ threesome ⋆ dacryphilia ⋆ praise ⋆ mocking ⋆ degradation ⋆ rough sex ⋆ face fucking ⋆ dirty talk ⋆ overstimulation ⋆ cum eating ⋆ creampie ⋆
⤑ kinktober masterlist
you never would’ve guessed your best friends had a secret this big. this… unreal.
everything made sense now. the way they always laughed whenever you made a joke about how hot vampires are. your little obsession with the supposedly fictional creatures always a little too funny to them. how they’d exchange looks when you got carried away talking about your obsession with the attractiveness of the characters, biting, the whole dark, forbidden fantasy. every time you fantasized about a vampire fucking the living daylights out of you, without ever speaking a word about it, they knew. they could tell just by the way you bit your lip.
you didn’t mean to discover their secret. it just… happened.
you should have laughed at their faces. should have said: “vampires don’t exist.” but there was no reason to lie. no reason to try and joke around with you, because you’d already caught on. and the second you did discover their secret, the second the word vampire slipped from your lips and they didn’t deny it, your thighs clenched.
and they noticed.
matt had you on your knees first, jeans tugged low, cock heavy in your mouth while his fingers threaded through your hair. “look at her.” he murmured, smirk curling his lips as your eyes watered around him. “been thinkinn’ bout this for years… coulda jus’ told her earlier if i knew she was gonna look so pretty on her knees f’me…”
“all that…just because we’re the one thing she’s so fuckin’ crazy about.” chris’s voice was lower, darker, and it only made your pussy ache. he was behind you, hands gripping your hips hard enough to bruise. he dragged his cock through your folds, just teasing, until you whined around matt’s length.
“already crying.” matt chuckled, thumb swiping at the tear slipping down your cheek. “didn’t even get both of us inside you yet.”
chris leaned down, his breath brushing your ear. “wanted vampires to be real so bad, baby. fantasized about it. you think you can handle when you finally get fucked by one? by both?”
you tried to nod your head, but matt’s cock was deep on your tongue, keeping you muffled.
“aw, look at her. so eager.” matt teased. “pretty girl wants it so bad.”
and then chris was pushing in—slow at first, stretching you wide, then bottoming out with a growl that made your skin prickle. you choked on a moan, clenching around him as your tears spilled harder.
“fuck—she’s squeezing me so tight.” chris groaned, snapping his hips into you harder.
matt tilted your face up, forcing your teary eyes on his. “mm, look fucked out already.”
you whimpered, spit sliding down your chin as you tried to breathe, tried to keep up with matt’s thrusts in your mouth and chris pounding into your cunt.
“she can’t even handle it.” chris mocked, smirk sharp. “all that talk about wanting a vampire to fuck her dumb…and now look at her. too much sweetheart? huh?”
you shook your head desperately, muffled no’s vibrating around matt’s cock.
“yeah, that’s what i thought.” matt grinned, hips rutting deeper into your throat. “you fuckin’ love this shit.”
your body trembled, overwhelmed, every nerve on fire. and when chris’s hand slipped down to rub your clit, the world went white. you sobbed around matt, convulsing on chris’s cock, your tears soaking your cheeks.
“fuck—coming already,” chris hissed, holding you tight as you pulsed around him. “needy girl.”
matt groaned, pulling out to paint your tongue with cum, watching as tears and spit mixed down your face. “cmon, you got it sweetheart.”
you were still shaking when chris finally spilled inside you, groaning against your back, his smirk pressed to your skin. “got what ya wished for, hm?”
you collapsed against the sheets, wrecked, chest heaving. and both of them just smiled, satisfied.
because you’d asked for this, and they were more than happy to give it to you.
your knees were burning against floor, matt’s cock heavy and flushed in your mouth. the taste of him coating your tongue as he let out a ragged breath above you. his fingers came down and thread into your hair, twisting and yanking your head down, forcing his cock deeper into your throat.
“fuck, just like that sweetheart—” matt groaned above you. your mascara was smudged. spit and precum smearing the corners of your mouth as you bobbed your head, taking everything he gave you—his cock pulsing against your tongue.
you felt his thighs tense beneath your hands, the muscles fluttering. his hips suddenly started to roll harder, fucking into your mouth like he couldn’t help himself. the tip of his cock hit the back of your throat again and again, and all you could do was take it—choking, drooling, and letting him use you.
when you looked up at him, it was dizzying. his head was tilted down, hair messy and shadowing his face, his eyes half-lidded and dark. his abs clenched with each thrust into your warm throat, that low groan bubbling in his chest.
when you saw his fangs push down—long, and fucking gorgeous—watching his brows be pulled together and his lips parted in a strained, hungry moan. the sharp tips of his fangs sank into his bottom lip, just enough to make him bleed. and a thin trail of crimson welled up and slid down the curve of his mouth—it was the hottest thing you’d ever seen.
your orgasm hit so hard—so quickly—it stole the breath from your lungs. one second you were clenching your thighs together feeling the pressure against your clit, panting. and the next you were gasping around his cock as heat exploded between your legs, soaking your panties through.
and he felt it happen—felt the way your body jerked from below him as your throat contracted around his cock with choked moans. matt’s head snapped back, jaw going slack with a guttural moan of his own as he came. his cock throbbed deep in your throat, thick streams of cum spilling down as his fingers held you in place.
“shit—oh fuck, baby—just like that, take it, swallow it—” he whimpered, rutting his hip up in slow motions to milk himself dry. and you did. you swallowed every drop like he said.
when he finally looked down at you again—his fangs were still out, lip bleeding, chest rising and falling. his cock slid from your lips with a wet pop, and you wiped your mouth with the back of your hand, your breath ragged, thighs shaking.
and then your body was too quick, legs moving before you even registered you were. you climbed up his body, planting yourself on his lap—reaching a hand out to grab at his face. you pulled him to you, lips clashing as your tongue poked out, wiping the blood that was left behind.
you pulled back a few moments later, catching your breath, you held him to you. watching as a smirk spread across his face, hips twitching under you, feeling how hard he was again.
┈➤ vampire!matt accidentally biting reader in the middle of eating her out..
pairing : vampire!matt x human!reader
warnings/contains : oral (f!receiving) , biting , i think that’s it ? (feel free to lmk if not !)
Soft, pleasure filled moans loudly elicited from your pink lips as you tug firmly on Matt’s hair, the pleasure feeling so amazing it felt as if you couldn’t take it anymore.
Matt groaned lustfully against your skin as his tongue lapped away as your sensitive pussy, mumbling something incoherent to you, it was along the lines of ‘you’re okay, jus’ let me continue, it’ll make you feel good’, but it was hard to determine exactly what he’d said because his words were muffled from the pressure he was inflicting against your dripping, drenched hole.
His tongue lapped greedily away at your pussy, prodding teasingly against your desperate entrance. His nose occasionally brushed against your clit, causing multiple moans to uncontrollably emerge from your mouth every time, your head pushed further into the pillow and your back arched off the bed whenever he did.
You felt nothing but pleasure. Even it it did feel a little unbearable at times, but it was unbearable in the best way possible.
Waves of ecstasy and euphoria glides through your body, creating the same feeling Matt did every time he ate you out. It felt amazing. It was pleasurable, full of desire and felt like magic.
But just as you felt your orgasm swiftly approaching, it was halted when you felt a sharp prodding sensation to the sides of the lips of your pussy. It didn’t hurt, but it was unusual, it was strange and unfamiliar.
You tried to ignore it as Matt kept going. But then you felt it again.
This time your body jolted upwards slightly, thrown off by the strange feeling.
And then you realised. Whenever Matt got excited or blood-thirsty, his sharp but cute little vampire fangs sneakily popped out.
Matt noticed your sudden change in motion as you lifted up, nearly sat straight. He looked up at you, his eyes filled his confusion and lust.
“What? —‘S something wrong?” He frowned.
As he spoke, his fangs became visible, confirming your guess that it was his teeth creating the weird feeling.
“Matt, you—your..teeth.” You chuckled softly, feeling slightly awkward after jolting up so suddenly.
“Huh?” It took him a second to realise. “Oh, oh! Sorry, ma.”
He tried to force them away, but the arrogant little sharp fangs stubbornly refused.
“—S okay,” you grinned slightly.
“D’you want to stop? We can continue another time.” He suggested softly, wanting to make sure you didn’t feel pressured to keep going if you were uncomfortable or scared, but he really, really, wanted to keep going.
“No, I want to keep going,” you began confidently with firm, certain nods of your head, leaning back again. “Jus’..be careful.” You laughed quietly.
“Will do.” He smirked, pleased, as his eyes ogled at the sight between your legs, like a starving man.
Before you knew it, his head has delved between your plush thighs again, but this time clearly more careful and gentle.
dividers : me ! (i actually like these ones)
a/n : i love writing vampire!matt while listening to montell fish !! there’s something about those two !
warnings: heavy smut, nipple play, biting kink, matts fangs, sexual language, dominant matt, doggy style, fingering, slight chocking, overstimulation, mentions of blood, blood kink if that’s a thing? idk, use of good girl (lmk if there’s anymore!)
this is heavily based on tvd at the start!
you’d always known there was something off about matt. how he would never look you in the eyes if you cut yourself on something, how he would always have that blue ring on, how his wounds would heal in seconds. you were sure you’re just overthinking shit like always.
you were currently helping matt make dinner. he invited you over to hang out and you offered to help him.
“y’know you could be the next gordon ramsey. i’d employ you for your vegetable cutting skills alone” matt chuckled as he spoke. you roll your eyes and look up at him to answer.
before you could, you move the knife too far when you weren’t looking and cut your finger. you drop the knife and curse. “ow fuck- ughhh mother fucker”
you grab a cloth to clean your finger when you see matt turned away. he looked almost as tho he was struggling. “matt? you okay?” you place a hand on his shoulder causing him to flinch, refusing to look at you.
matt tried his hardest to make his fangs go away before you saw anything. his voice was low “fine- fine just don’t like the sight of blood s’all” he used the excuse to try and make you drop it. he squeezed his eyes shut to try and go back to normal and push the desires down.
you try and turn him around to look at you but he refused. you chuckle “oh don’t be such a baby, its just a bit of blood. come on turn around” matt still refused. you move infront of him, and that’s when you see them. two pearly white fangs sticking out from his mouth.
your first instinct is to scream, but you don’t. you slowly step backwards, keeping your eyes glued to matt as you do so. “y/n- i can explain. i swear im not gonna hurt you” matts voice was low and gentle. he wanted to grab you and prove to you he’s safe. but he made himself stay still not wanting to scare you.
“you- your a?” the word vampire was left unsaid. matt nodded slowly. “yes” that one word made your heart drop. “why didnt you tell me this? i’ve known you for three years!” you weren’t scared. you were annoyed that he thought he had to hide it from you.
“don’t be scared. please don’t be scared. i would never hurt you” matt slowly stepped towards you and you step back, your legs hitting the wall. “im not.” your voice was barely above a whisper. you couldn’t help but get turned on at the sight of his fangs. his eyes blown wide after seeing your blood as his tongue darted out to wet his lips.
he steps closer to you and reaches his hand onto your waist, making your breathe pick up. your eyes stayed glued to his, the veins underneath them very visible due-to the close proximity. matt chuckles lowly at your reaction to his touch. “you’re not scared? you like me like this?” your small nod to his words caused him to smirk.
“yeah? fangs and all?” it was a rhetorical question since he knew the answer. your hands wrap around his neck as his grip increases in your hips. matt pulls you into a rough kiss, your body arching into his involuntary. his hands move to squeeze your ass as he deepens the kiss.
you could feel his fangs had retracted back into his gums as he kissed you. matts hands move your legs around his waist as he picks you up from under your ass and presses your back against the wall, eliciting a gasp from your mouth.
his mouth never left yours as he lifted you. you squeeze your thighs around his waist. “fuck- i need you” his voice was almost whiny against your mouth. his tongue slips into your mouth and intertwines with yours.
your hands make their way into his shirt, practically ripping it off him and immediately pressing your mouth back against his. matt holds you with one arm like you weigh nothing as his hand sneaks under your tank top and undo your bra effortlessly.
you let out a low moan when his hand cups your breast through your top, your nipples hardening under his touch, making him chuckle. matt carry’s you upstairs into his room, dropping you into his bed and immediately climbing ontop of you. your legs stayed around his waist and you could now feel his hardness pressing against your thigh.
the friction of his clothed tip against your thigh made him groan lowly as he kissed down your neck. his fingers moved to the hem of your shirt. “can i?” his voice was gentle as he made sure you wanted this. your little nod wasn’t good enough for him. “words, y/n” the demanding tone in his voice made you bite back a moan.
“yes.” that small word was all he needed before he ripped your tank top off you, his gaze immediately finding your now bare chest. he groans at the sight as his mouth latches around one of your nipples, his hand massaging the other. you whimper at the sensation, your back arching of the bed slightly.
“fuck matt. i-i need more” your small pleas made a drop of precum roll down matt’s clothed cock. he kisses down your chest and stomach stopping at your jeans, looking up at you through his lashes, silently asking if you were okay with him continuing.
you nod before remembering what he said before, “yes- fuck please” your voice was almost pathetic but you were too far gone to care. matt has your jeans in the floor in a matter of seconds, moaning at the sight of your already soaked panties. “already dripping f’me, huh?” he chuckles and rubs your clit through your panties.
you whine as your hips buck forward involuntarily to grind against his fingers. he moves your panties to the side and slowly slides a finger into your dripping cunt. your breathe stuttered at the pleasure. matt looks up at you, biting back a whimper at the sight.
your eyebrows knitted together, eyes squeezed shut, mouth in an ‘o’ shape. fucking perfect. he began pumping his long finger in you, almost torturously slow, his fingertips curling inside you perfectly hitting your sweet spot. a low string of moans escape your throat as his pace increased. you needed more.
“matt- please. fuck- i need your dick in me” matt practically jumped up at your words. he pulled his finger out of you, licking it clean, before undoing his belt and jeans and pulling them down his thighs. he presses his cock, still in his boxers, against your clit. you whine at his teasing.
matts hand snakes around your waist as he turns you around onto all fours swiftly. you can hear him stroke himself a few times as he presses your chest against the mattress, arching your back with your ass up. matt presses his tip against your drenched entrance, stroking it up and down your slit a few times before sliding in.
he slides in slowly, letting you feel every single inch of him stretch you out. you both let out a gasp when he bottoms out. matt forces his hips to stay still as he lets you get used to his size. he presses his chest against your back and kisses down it. he waits for your nod to let him know he can move.
when you finally nod, his thrusts start of slow, quickly increasing in speed. the sounds of him thrusting into you was straight up pornographic. you bury your face into matts pillow to muffle your whimpers. matts hand currently snaked around your waist makes its way to your throat to force your face up.
your moans were high pitched as he thrusted into you from behind, his tip kissing your cervix with each thrust. you could quickly feel the heat in your tummy building. matt presses his chest against your back again as his thrusts increase in speed.
his fangs had made another appearance as he kissed down your shoulder. “bite me.” your voice was brittle but clear. matt chuckles against your throat. “atleast ask nicely” his voice was teasing, his hips stuttering slightly. “please- bite me.” he chuckles against at your pleas.
“good girl, so obedient.” as he bites down gently onto your shoulder, you could feel your orgasm hitting fast. you were mixed between pleasure and the sharp sting of matts fangs sinking into your soft skin. you let out a broken sob as you finish around his cock.
you could feel a droplet of blood roll down your shoulder blade as your body goes limp after chasing your high. matt finishes shortly after you with a low whine. his arm wrapped around you held you up as he came. he slowly licked the blood from his bite, looking at his work and grinning.
“finally marked up by me bunny.” you mumble something incoherent from your place burried in the pillows. matt licks up your clit to clean you up, making you twitch and whine from the sensitivity.
guys i lowk love this but we’re gonna ignore it seems rushed in the first bit 😬😬
vampirebf!matt who struggles with emotions, since his are always off. when you guys start dating you have to genuinely put him through some sort of training, teaching him about emotions and how to portray love, he eventually adapts, taking after you of course.
vampirebf!matt who's love language is physical touch. he can't express his feelings but he always has physical contact with you, stuff like rubbing your thigh, holding your hand, kissing your neck, etc
vampirebf!matt who's relationship with you is somewhat toxic, but you're both putting in more and more love and effort each day to better yourselves
vampirebf!matt who is in absolute shock of your 'human' life, stunned by the ways of your "odd" reality.
vampirebf!matt who doesn't ever want to turn you into a vampire, he thinks you're too sweet and pure to become a 'monster' like him, he's so in love with you that he'd burn to a crisp under the sun for you, only for you.
vampirebf!matt who will on occasion show his vampire face at halloween parties so it looks like a costume, just to see you happy.
vampirebf!matt who is astounded that youre still very much in love with him after seeing his vampire face, even more shocked when you ask to see it more often.
vampirebf!matt who begrudgingly makes/buys you your favorite foods, despite the mere thought of eating it appalling him, he does it anyways because he cares, supposedly.
vampirebf!matt who sleeps in your pink room, your pink sheets, your plushies scattered around him, snuggled up to you despite his claims to hate it, he loves your girly girl agenda.
vampirebf!matt who attempts to hide his bloodbags from you, but in th long run finds himself casually lazing around your house with them hanging from his mouth.
vampirebf!matt who keeps you away from every vampire he knows, you're far too vulnerable to know that 99% of them will murder you the second they see, or smell you.
vampirebf!matt who can't believe you of all people are in love with him, his so called tough demeanor slipping day by day the more you compliment him for all he is.
summary : growing up in the ‘middle of nowhere’ small town in lochcliff, colorado, stories were heard of multiple strange disappearances, murders, animal attacks, and more. when you were younger, you never paid attention to that stuff. now at the age of 17 it’s all you ever hear about. what happens when you realize those ‘stories’ you heard growing up, may not just be scary fairytales people tell their kids.
warning ⚠️ : contains mature themes, smut, gore (nothing insane), angst, etc. this warning is for all chapters.
(this does take some inspiration from tvd !)
chapter 1 : new beginning’s.
“y/n! breakfast!”
my eyes flutter open, my sleepy state slowly exiting my body as my consciousness floods through my mind. i take in a deep breath as i sit up in my bed. the sunlight from the early morning hours poking through my curtains, painting a beautiful blue and orange hue on my walls as i watch dust particles float along my room.
i look over to my wooden dresser across from me, my reflection staring back at me through the mirror above it. my pile of clothes i had chosen to wear for today the night before, picking out my outfit for my first day of my junior year.
when i was a kid, i was so excited to finally be a teenager. thinking of all the possibilities i could get. but ever since the day after i turned 16, i realized that being a teenager and growing up would be nothing but a disappointment and the little girl inside’s dreams and life was crushed that day.
“y/n! i’m not gonna yell for you again!” my mothers voice cuts through the silence of my thoughts.
“i’m coming!” i shout back as my feet make contact with the cold floor below me.
i shuffle myself to my bedroom door to shut it as i get dressed, the creepy creaking of the door making me shudder. the fact that this house is over 150 years old will never not cross my mind when i watch paranormal movies like the conjurings.
i quickly change into a tight fitted brown long sleeve shirt and a pair of baggy blue jeans, given it’s the end of august now, the early mornings and late nights are becoming a little chillier compared to the june and july nights from the beginning of summer. lastly, throwing on some black converse and grabbing my backpack filled with untouched supplies for the new school year ahead. before i leave my room i decide on throwing on just a small silver necklace with my first initial of my name on it.
i exit my room and make my way down the squeaky wooden stairs. the squeaks and creaks acting as a calling to my mom to let her know i’m coming down.
“glad to see you finally grace us with your presence.” my mother states as she flips a pancake onto a grey glass plate, holding it up for me as i enter the kitchen.
i push my lips into a thin line as i nod and take the plate from her, uttering a small thank you as i sit at the kitchen island, placing my bag on the floor beside the black stood i sit on.
“corbin, are you taking your sister to school?” i hear her ask my older brother who sits beside me.
corbin, who’s a year and a half older than me, is now a senior. he’s the most typical semi-popular guy in our school. his fluffy brown hair and dark eyes is what pulls most of the girls’s attention. he’s a jock, but he says he doesn’t “fit in” with the rest of the football team so he stays more to himself. people know him but he doesn’t boast about his athleticism or his popularity.
he takes a sip of his orange juice before answering, “yeah i can. you ready?” he questions me.
i take one last bite of my pancake as i nod, standing up to grab my backpack. i swing it over my shoulder and walk over to the front door. “bye mom, love you.” i yell as i head out the door. i hear my brother telling her his goodbyes as i stroll to his car, opening the passenger seat door.
i watch him climb into the driver’s seat before he turns the radio on, immediately connecting it to his phone playing ‘tunnel vision’ by kodak black.
he turns his head to look both ways before pulling out of our rocky driveway. i turn to look at our house as i watch it fade into the distance. “so, you ready for junior year?”
“uh, yeah. what about you? are you ready for senior year?” i ask him in response.
he nods his head almost immediately. “oh yeah. i’m so ready to graduate and finally get out of this dumbass town.”
“agreed.” i speak as i lean back into seat.
silence takes over us as we continue the ride with the songs of my brothers choice fading to the back of my mind. the morning sky now being covered in a gloomy grey cast. the dead leaves ascending from the trees creating an orange blanket across the roads and sidewalks.
the car comes to a halt as we sit at a red light, i look around taking in notice of the beautiful scenery around us. historic buildings and parks flooding my eye-line, kids and teenagers on their way to the start of their new school years.
once the red light turns to green, we begin on our way again. i look back to my right, looking out the window, watching the trees and buildings pass by in a blur. i take notice of a guy walking with his headphones in, and his back turned to us, seemingly on the same route as we are. once we get closer to him to the point i can see his side profile coming into view, i watch him turn his head to look at the car coming beside him. the second he turns his view to the car, we lock eyes.
it’s almost as if time itself has changed, slowed down. i question myself on if i’ve ever seen him before but his face doesn’t ring any bells. he’s pale with icy blue eyes. a jaw that’s so sharp it looks like it could slice your finger open with even the softest and lightest touch. a stare so prominent and hypnotizing i almost forget my whole existence until he fades out of view.
i quickly turn myself to face in front of me. my eyebrows furrow as i try to understand what just happened to me and if it even happened. it felt like i entered a dream-like state while being fully awake.
“we’re here.” i hear corbin’s voice cut through the voice in my head as i feel the car come to a complete standstill.
i rapidly blinked my eyes as i see the high school building standing before me. not even realizing we were already at the school.
“you gonna get out or what?”
i quickly nod my head as i unbuckle my seatbelt and climb out of the car. i make my way towards the school alongside my brother. the sounds of students chattering among themselves as they walk into the building all around us.
“hey, junior year isn’t that bad. just keep your head up and you’ll be fine. i’ll see you after school.” corbin speaks to me as he parts from me to find his group of friends whom always meet up in the gym every morning, it’s been a routine of theirs since 7th grade.
i make my way to my locker, putting in the combination i wrote down on my notes app from the school’s letter they mail every student at the end of summer. the piece of paper giving them their class schedule, locker number and combination, etc.
“y/n!” i hear my best friend jayde’s voice through the loud obnoxious students at 8 am.
i turn around, flashing her a smile as i watch her come up to me. “hey jayde!”
“hey! i’m sorry we couldn’t hang out any this summer. what’s your schedule? maybe we have some classes together!” she says as she wraps me in a warm embrace.
jayde is very passionate about music and all of that. so the second our school announced that there would be a music and arts camp, she was the first to have her signature on the sign up sheet.
“no it’s okay and let me check.” i grab my class schedule out of my back pocket before i read off my classes, “first period is language arts, then history, math, then my free period, reading, gym, and science.”
she takes out her own schedule as she tries to match up any classes we may have together.
“ooo! okay! we have history, gym and our free period together!” she say enthusiastically.
as soon as i’m about to respond, the school bell cuts me off. the loud blaring shooting a pain through my mind reminding me of how much i despise school.
“okay well i’ll see you second period!” she struts off into the crowd of people, her long black hair bouncing with every step she takes.
i begin my own way to the room i’ll be entering at 8:10am every day on the dot for the next 9 months of my life.
the second i enter the classroom, my already present headache worsens with how painfully loud everyone is. different conversations and pencils being tapped on the wooden desks.
i walk to a free desk in the second row of the seat’s layout. the placement being in pretty much the middle of the classroom where i’m fully submerged by the persistent voices of students. as i sit down i stare off into the distance i wish i was back in my bed already.
a/n : i’m so excited to start this series! i started watching tvd again and it brought me inspiration to write this. plus vampire!matt is so fucking hot. anyways lmk if i should make a taglist or anything or if yall fw this and want me to keep going ! :)
