Anna's POV:
I pulled into school and see my parking spot taken by a beautiful black resto mod 1967 Ford Mustang (Of course a Shelby GT 500) .....owned by another asshole, Y/F/N Y/L/N.
—Y/F/N = your first name
—Y/L/N = your last name
Y/N is a fun asshole though. She is the captain of the basketball team and also the school trouble maker. She is tolerable and a prankster. She is sweet at times and normally does little things to aggravate me, but she has never hurt me. She's one of those 'I'm an ass in public but a sweetheart in private' type of person.
As much as she annoys me, I've seen a sweeter side of her. She takes up for me when some people push and joke a little too much. She has always been on my side, whether I was right or wrong. And she does the little things to show that she cares under all that hardness she puts off.
I pull up to her and park in her spot. The one right next to me. She picked that spot and she casually takes mine whenever she feels like.
She's leaned against her Shelby and smirked as I stepped out of my White Honda Civic.
"Good morning Love", She says as she locks her Shelby. It's actually a cool car. It's got everything a new car has. It's an automatic resto mod. (The outside is a classic car and the inside is a new car. Like power ac, backup camera, and Bluetooth.)
"Why do you have to start my day off like this?", i say with a fake aggravated face
"Don't pretend like i don't light up your morning", she smirks as she grabs my book sack for me and gives me my Red Bull that she gets for me every morning
I never know why she flirts with me. She's so nice when she wants to be. Mixed signals if I've ever seen them.
"Thank you asswipe", I say and crack open the cold drink
"Anything for my Anna", she says as we start to walk in school.
I never liked when others would try to claim me. I'm my own. But when she did it.....that's different.
She readjusts my book sack and puts it over her basketball bag.
"Your Anna?", i say with a fake repulsive face.
"Yep. Deal with it lovey", she says as she takes my Red Bull and drinks some.
"Asshole", i mumble as she opens the glass entry doors for me.
She walks in and gives me back my red Bull and gives my my book sack. She says, "bye bye lovey. I'll see you later". Butterflies.
"Yeah yeah assmuncher", I say as I punch her shoulder and she fake winces.
"Ahhh", she says and walks off
I stare for a minute before I get pestered by Cameron. Again.
She tries to talk, "Anna can w—-"
"No. Stop. You called me a whore after you hit and cheated on me. No talking to me. Not anymore. Not again", i say as I walk to my locker.
Hopefully no one heard. Now on with this day.
——time skip to after school——
So two boys that are best friends with Cameron are Zander and Bryce. They went to my car and locker. They took my keys and unlocked my car while I was at practice. They poured flour all over my seats and the entire interior and then saran wrapped my car.
Well when I got out of practice, I walked to my car and saw the damage they created. They were laughing from the sides of their trucks.
The girls basketball team just got out of practice. And y/n was still in her practice jersey with her hair in a bun and sweat glistening from her muscular body. Ok ok damn. She was on a call when she saw me panicking and the boys laughing.
First thing I heard from her mouth was, "ok ok I understa—-WHAT THE FUCK? ZANDER? BRYCE? COME HERE NOW!". She hung up and stared ahead
She threw her basketball bag on the gravel next to Shelby and walked with a heat in her step.
The boys respect her because she is a very well liked asshole. Cute asshole, but still an Asshole.
She grabs the now shocked boys by their ears and pulls them to my car. She drops them at the trunk and kicks the back of their knees, making them fall. She says, "Zander give me your keys. Now", he obliged and reaches in his blue jeans and pulls out a baseball lanyard with jangling keys attached.
"Boys! I'm disappointed in you. This is Anna. You do NOT do these things to Anna. My Anna. Ever! So....what we are gonna do here is, you boys will clean every spot of flour and Saran Wrap from Anna's car.", they huff and Zander kicks some gravel from his boots.
"I'm not joking either. And I am giving Anna my keys to Shelby...", i zone out as she dangles her shiny keys to the valuable classic car in my face. She trusts me with the Shelby? "....Anna? Anna? LOVEY?", i zone back in to her holding me and staring in my eyes with her deep blue ones.
"Hey lovey. Take my keys and go back to your house. I'll deal with this and help them clean.", she says with a cool and calmed voice with her shoulder muscles defined by the afternoon sunlight.
"O-okay. You trust me with the Shelby?", i ask
She smiles, "be careful. I need my girl back here tomorrow".
"I'll be carful with her", i say as I hold tightly to the keys
I give her mine. She spins them around her finger. And I walk to her car.
"I didn't mean her", she says in a low voice. I barely heard it. Ok butterflies...
I get in the car and start it. She smiles as the boys as ripping the Saran Wrap off of the Honda's hood. She kicks Zander's butt and makes him fall. Bryce laughs. I pull out of the half cemented parking lot laughing at the idiots' actions and her punishment for them.
She's good.
