You and Sidney filter through the halls. She bumps your arm with her elbow, causing you to glance to your left. You tilt your head at her in confusion, questioning what she's staring at and why she seems so nervous.
"Tami to your right," she whispers, sounding as flustered as ever as her face turns pink. She starts to quicken her pace before you grab her shoulder and stop her in her tracks.
"Why not talk to her?" you whisper back, stealing a glance beside you to see Tami sifting through her locker. She tucks her curly, bobbed, dark brown hair behind her ear, giving you a view of her kind, chocolate brown eyes.
You've talked with Tami before, and she seems really nice, but Sidney has a distorted idea that even kind Tami would judge Sidney's "quirks," which you're sure is untrue.
"You know I can't just-"
As Sidney is about to go on a rant about how she always gets too flustered to talk to Tami, you yank her towards the brown-haired girl, causing the two to bump into each other. You smile deviously as Sidney shoots you a hateful glare, anger swimming in her amber eyes while she pouts.
You motion for Sidney to turn around as you see Tami look behind herself to see who bumped her. Sidney blows a strand of black hair out of her face before reluctantly turning around.
As the hallway gets more crowded, you're pushed farther and farther away from your lovestruck friend. You stand on your toes to watch them, then pump your fist into the air as you see Tami and Sidney laughing together.
Content with your matchmaking skills, you twirl around and bolt to English class, knowing that you'll hear all about Sidney's encounter after school is over.
You have a pep in your step, but it diminishes when you find yourself at the classroom door. You timidly open the door to the back of the room and pray to slide through without anyone noticing you. You hold your breath, only releasing it once you've sat down.
As the teacher writes something down on the blackboard, you take the opportunity to slide your backpack off of your shoulder and set it beside your feet.
Chucky shifts to one side, his eyes widening as he feels you set the bag on the floor. He grits his teeth, holding his breath, preparing himself for whatever comes next.
From the corner of your eye, you see the teacher about to turn around. You quickly unzip your bag and reach in with your right hand. Instead of feeling your English book, or any book at all, your hand wraps around a plastic arm. You pull it out without even thinking.
You come face to face with bright blue orbs and freckled cheeks paired with Chucky's blank smile that sends your heart into a frenzy. Because you weren't expecting such a sight, you instinctively fling the doll to the front of the class, squealing as you jump in your seat.
You watch with wide eyes as the entire class, including the teacher, slowly turns their heads to face you.
Welp, so much for going unnoticed.
(A/N: Sorry for such slow updates! And I apologize for the short chapter! 547 words, to be exact.)
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Wanna Play? (Chucky x Reader)
Fanfiction(y/n) is a 16-year-old emotional girl who has always had a love for toys, along with her 8-year-old brother, who sometimes attempts to steal some of the toys in her room. Her mother bought her the new Good Guy Doll before she died, a doll she's been...
