𝑌𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑎𝑛 𝐴𝑠𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑒 (𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐦 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝚡 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)

part 1

"He's such a prick"
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the sun shone through your open window onto your drowsy and barely awake face. as you opened your eyes, you felt a gentle breeze blow through you rooms making goosebumps explode on your body. slowly you sat up, letting out a small groan of discomfort.

you stepped onto your carpet, thanking your past self for putting it over your hardwood floors. it saved you from the immediate shock of cold wood directly on your feet as soon as you woke up every morning.

a gentle knock on the door startled you into focus.

"y/n darling. are you awake yet?"

"yes mum."

"okay, well, hurry downstairs, breakfast will be on the table."

"okay mum!"

the carpet felt gross and scratchy under your feet now, making you stand up and step onto the cold wood. you walked over to your dresser, pulling out your undergarments for the day. then, after putting them on, you grabbed your outfit for the day. a grey long sleeve shirt underneath a dark blue hoodie, jean jacket over top, and a pair of loose jeans held up at your waist by a belt and rolled up down by your ankles.

after you put your socks on and accessories, such as your rings and other jewelry, you made your way to the bathroom to brush your teeth and hair. carefully, you put on your makeup, making it subtle for your first day. then you left the bathroom, going downstairs to greet your mother and father for breakfast in the kitchen.

"y/n darling, you look so good." your mother's eyes shone as you wondered into the linoleum covered room, making your cheeks tint to a soft pink colour. your eyes wondered around the room, taking in your surroundings. at the kitchen table sat your father, reading the paper with a coffee in front of him, not muttering a word. "good morning to you too dad," you mumbled to yourself before taking two pancakes and a couple pieces of bacon on your plate. "thanks mum, it looks really good."

"thank you y/n."

"it's no problem mum."

you ate quietly, not wanting to make a fuss with your dad quite this early in the morning. his fingers gripped the edges of the newspaper tightly, giving you an early warning sign to eat quickly before a stupid argument about nothing broke out. with that in mind, you finished your breakfast and put your plate in the sink.

"goodbye mum. dad." you gave your mum a gentle but tight hug before walking to the front door, bending over to put on your shoes and tie the laces.

"do you want a ride y/n?"

"no thanks mum, see you."

not wanting the debate to last long, you slipped out the door before your mum could speak for much longer. you played gently with your nails and rings while you waited next to your bike for your friends, eric and otis, to pick you up. it was a daily thing to ride your bikes to school together, you just weren't sure if they were coming. just the thought must of summoned them because without warning they pulled into your driveway, eric's laugh booming over their conversations.

"hey girls. what are we talking about?" you clipped the strap of your bike helmet together, lifting yourself onto your bike and joining them as they biked down the road. otis sighed, clearly it was about him.

"he still hasn't done it." eric said seriously before cackling again. that was enough information for you though. otis had been complaining about how he hadn't wanked off, even though he was a teenager. you seen nothing wrong with that, but you still liked to bother him about it with eric.

"dude. seriously! what exactly is your problem? i mean, do you even get hard-ons?"

"of course i do! i'm not a fucking eunuch, all right? i..i just wait for them to go away, i don't like how it feels. now will you two please drop it?" eric and you exchanged glances, trying not to giggle.

"no offence, but that is super weird," eric commented, making you giggle and follow it up.

"i'm gonna have to agree. that's super weird otis."

otis groaned, making eric and you burst into a fit of laughter, carrying on down the road.

you rolled towards the bike racks with otis and eric, stepping off. eric brought your attention immediately to the untouchables, upsetting you slightly cause you didn't want them to be your first memories of this year.

"oh, my god, the untouchables have a car. just when you thought they couldn't get anymore elusive, now they have wheels!" eric made eye contact with you, eyes wide as he stared off at them. he made you giggle as you wrapped your bike chain around your bike and the rack, keeping it in place.

"hey y/n, you reckon anwars been working out? he's lookin extra tight." you smiled and shook your head, looking to otis for help, him already leading the way towards the school.

"you know, eric, just because he's the only other gay in our year, doesn't mean you have to fancy him."

"correction, only other gay we know of. could be anywhere." dazed out, playing with your rings, you were brought back into the conversation when you heard anwar call eric a pervert.

"did you guys hear that? he spoke to me! like actual words!"

you scoffed, glancing back at anwar with a sneer, before saying softly, "he just called you a spanish pervert. not the biggest accomplishment. sorry eric." he sighed, going back to his conversation with otis. you heard them mentioning sex so you took that as your que to leave, "i'll catch up with guys later. see you!"

they gave a wave, distracted by the vulgar display of two students nonchalantly fucking in public. now disgusted, you strode inside the school without another word, looking for you locker. when you found it, you shoved your stuff inside with a sigh, already tired of your shitty school. calmly, but definitely with a brewing headache, you made your way to the theatre to listen to the headmaster with all of your overly sexually active peers.

you say next to otis, who had an empty seat next to him, which you assumed was for eric. it slightly confused you as to why he wasn't there but you soon realized when he was introduced, playing the schools anthem. you slumped down in your chair, hand over your mouth as you tried not to laugh. "what was he thinking?" you quietly whispered to otis, your voice cracking in between because of your struggle to not giggle.

"i don't know. i warned him not to do it but i guess he wanted to impress the swing band or something." 

the rest of the assembly was quite shit, apart from your new head boy. he was kind of cute but you had no intention of actually liking him, he looked like a jock douchebag. as you walked through the hallway, towards your locker, you noticed eric. pushed against a locker. by no other then adam groff. what a complete dickhead.

you stared at them, debating wether to get involved, in the end you decided to just go to your locker because there wasn't much you could to adam. your locker was only a few from eric's, and you overheard the whole conversation. after adam forced eric to give him his lunch..and curly wurly, adam walked away, making sure to shove you into your locker when he went past.

slowly you walked over to eric, brows furrowed and the inside of your lip between you teeth. "he's such a prick." eric said softly, closing his locker and looking down at you. "yeah. i'm sorry you had to go through that."

"it's not your fault. anyways, see you later, i've got to be in class."  you waved goodbye as he walked away from you. turning towards your first class, you stared down the hallway, catching a glimpse of adam still walking.

you hated adam. he was an asshole. you hated him so much for bullying you and your friends. but what you really hated him for was something worse then the bullying.

you really liked adam groff.