A/N: This will be smutty with a G!P reader. Read at your own discretion! Also, this is a high school AU.
Y/N Y/L/N walked down the hallways of St. Marcus High School, combat boots pounding powerfully on the dirty floors and dark sunglasses over her eyes. Today was the day that she decided that she was going to win the heart of her longtime crush. Head cheerleader, and also the most gorgeous girl in the whole school, Leigh-Anne Pinnock.
Being that Y/N was not high school royalty because she was a girl with a dick, the cheerleader wouldn't give her the time of day. But, Leigh-Anne, the most innocent, beautiful cheerleader, had a weak spot for badasses, which is a gene Y/N had. Through and through, she was a bad ass in every sense of the word. Her parents had given the girl her independence after the third time she had been sent to juvie, when she was fourteen. They still kept tabs on her however, making sure she wasn't in jail.
She had done a lot and did her time for it. She also used to smoke, but she like how her teeth were and the smell of smoke didn't really appeal to the high class princesses of the school. Clad in her signature black ripped skinny jeans, white V-neck t-shirt, and leather jacket, she approached her target, who was currently in a heated battle with her current ex-boyfriend, male soccer captain, Jordan Kiffin.
"Jordan, I told you already, it's over. If catching you with Ashley didn't make me throw you to the curb, catching you this morning with Bri and Amanda just did. Now get lost Jordan, you hurt my eyes." With that, the queen bee went back to getting stuff out of her locker.
Huffing, Jordan tried to explain his side of the story. "Babe, please, they ambushed me. I would never cheat on you, you know that. Now come on, I know you have first hour free so how about I skip history and we have some fun in the backseat of my car? I got a new box of condoms in my car and a couple of blankets in my trunk." He tried to sound sexy as he reached around to cup her clothed breast which made Y/N snap into action.
"You heard her, she said beat it asshole." Y/N stood in front of Leigh-Anne, blocking her from his vision. He was only 5'9 so Y/N had a couple inches on him being 6 foot. Adding to the fact the she had worked out for most of the time she was at juvie, she had more muscle mass than Jordan.
Dusting off his letterman jacket, Jordan got in Y/N's face, his awful breath and cheap cologne clouding around Y/N. "Get out of my face Y/L/N, my girl and I were talking about something that doesn't concern you!" Not letting Jordan intimidate her, Y/N pushed him back, making him stumble over his own feet. Soccer captain, my ass. Y/N thought.
"Step off dicklick. I'm sure everyone heard her tell you to take a hike. Seeing as you can't take the hint, I'll see to it that you leave."
Y/N felt a small hand on her shoulder and she smirked knowing that Leigh-Anne was watching her stand up for her. Although she would never admit it out loud, Y/N was very much a gentlewoman. She stood up to dicks who think they can take advantage of women because they appear smaller and weaker than them. "Y/N, please, leave it. You're making a scene."
The growl in Leigh-Anne's voice almost made Y/N bust in her jeans. But, she ignored her and kept her glare on Jordan, who mistook her actions and lifted a tightly curled fist and slammed it against Y/N's face.
Not wanting to give Jordan satisfaction, Y/N landed three fast punches, feeling a satisfying crunch under her knuckles as they made contact with the boy's face. Jordan fell to the floor, dizzy from the pain but Y/N didn't lay off as she beat him into the tiles.
Knowing it would slow her down, Y/N ripped her leather jacket off, leaving her in her white t-shirt. Leigh-Anne's eyes seemed to be glued to Y/N's torso, admiring her abs through the tight material along with her biceps. She bit her lip to hold back a moan. She never knew that Y/N looked like that under her jackets and it turned her on to no end.
