Y/n = Your name
Y/m/n = Your middle name
L/n = Your last name
Y/bf/n = Your best friend's name (For the sake of these oneshots, 'they' and 'them' pronouns will be used because I don't your actual friends pronouns.)
Y/f/n = Your friend's name (Same as above)Oneshot Details: Enemies & High school. Madison and Y/n haven't always gotten along ever since your falling out as friends. Everyday at school consists of Madison's glare, eye roll, smug scoff, dirty smirk and her infamous shoulder check that only you got. Multiple parts (1/3)
Y/n's POV:
"Look man I don't care I ain't going today." I pull my blanket back over my head as my best friend fights me trying to pull it off. "NO YOU ARE NOT LEAVING ME ALONE TODAY WITH MISS CRAZY! SHE'LL EAT ME ALIVE!" Y/bf/n's yells probably waking up the rest of my family in the house, they've been afraid of Madison well not afraid but sort of intimated, we've been hating each others guts for two years now because of us two believing a stupid rumor. It didn't end well and now I refuse to get up for school. As if I didn't do it before. "YEAH I HOPE SHE DOES!" I stop fighting letting go of the sheet and I watch them stumble back from pulling so hard. "You're a dick you know that." They say and I shrug my shoulders nodding, "Yeah takes one to know one but I still ain't going." I prop myself up on my elbows. As they stand looking through my closet, "Well that isn't your choice to make, we have to present our projects today you know the ones about a sensitive topic in society." They say throwing a pair of jeans and a crewneck in my face. I groan remember the powerpoint finished on a open tab on my computer, my topic is why the having the gate on the boarder is stupid and Y/bf/n's is why panic buying toilet paper was the stupid thing to do during the pandemic when it was bad. We think a lot of what humanity does is stupid. I got changed throwing my hair into a ponytail and I grabbed my stuff following Y/bf/n out of my house and I see their car, I hop into the passenger seat and we sing our way to school. Taylor Swift throwbacks specifically. "Looks like Miss crazy is here already." They park in their usual spot that was beside mine and I see the bright red Ferrari that's sitting on the opposite side of the parking lot, it wasn't hard to miss. "What kind of Junior owns a Ferrari?" Y/bf/n's asks and I tilt my head knowing that they know the answer.
"I've told you before her parents are rich as fuck they're designers, interior home designers they've done gyms, wine rooms, at home theaters. They've done it all, now lets go you look creep staring at the car." I pinch the back of their neck and they follow me inside the hell hole, "Y/L, Y/BF/L!" I see our friend waving at us from the middle of the common area, "Sup Y/f/n" I say fist bumping them only to actually get bumped into them from someone hitting my shoulder, they pushed me back up and I saw the certain brunette that shoulder checked me from behind. "Fuck you Beer!" I shout and she holds a her middle finger in the air not turning around as she was with her little posse. I stood up straight knowing that my bitch face is on right now. "Well at least she didn't trip you or glare like she's going to kill you." Y/f/n's tries to make the situation a little lighter, "Yeah I guess but I wish I could kill her, damn all she does is give me shit." I keep cussing, "To be honest you give her shit too, remember when you made her fall face first into her car, you're lucky she didn't choke you." Y/bf/n laughs as the bell rings "Whatever we'll see you later Y/bf/n" I wave as I walk with Y/f/n to our first period which low and behold still has Madison in it. I've been trying to change out of this class but I couldn't just leave Y/f/n. We got to our seats avoiding the eyes of our teacher because everyone knows that if you look at the teacher while there's presentations you'll go first and I'm praying it isn't me. The seat was empty between my friend and I but then was occupied by the bitch herself, in tight leggings and a crop top, how has she not gotten dress coded yet. The boys became quiet as she took out her stuff which isn't a surprise half of them don't know how to kiss anyway.
Class went by and few kids went up to give their topic presentations and some of it was actually interesting like be debates on Pro life or Pro choice and politics, even religion. "Thank you Jacob, very well done. Now lets have Y/n give hers next, I won't give too much away but her topic is one you don't hear often. Go ahead Y/n L/n, we're ready when you are." The teacher picks me getting a new paper to grade me just like what she did with everyone who went before, I take the clicker from Jacob and I get up letting my hand hit Madison's arm making it slip from under her head. I smiled and I started to present. "My topic is on the Boarder that Donald Trump promised would be built and payed by Mexico to keep what he says "Narcos, drug dealers and criminals out of the United states. But what he doesn't know is that not only is the Boarder unnecessary, it's unconventional." I start off clicking for the next slide, I glanced down at my friend and they give me a thumbs up while the brunette beside her rolls her eyes behind the orange shades kept up by her nose but I continued. "So that's why the Boarder won't be much help at all to any side, we should be building bridges, not walls." I finish with a big bold 'thank you' slide, the clapped even Madison clapped a few times. "Thank you Y/n very informative, awesome pictures as well. Next Madison, I saw that your presentation is completed as well. Why don't you go." I slide the clicker across her desk not letting the both us touch it at the same time. I sat down and I high fived my friend as Madison got ready. "Good morning everyone, the debate that I decided to do is Mental health in schools." Did she really say mental health? I sat up in my seat paying attention to the screen.
"The stress that high school students experience is that of mental patients decades, many students experience limited sleep, constant anxiety and this is only the small things that happen, numbers have grown according to researchers, millions of high school students have been undiagnosed with depression, adhd and ocd, undiagnosed issues that keep getting undiagnosed and are only covered up as stress. Many students across the world keep perfection in their vocabulary because of expectations from family and teachers, work loads and projects. Stress and time taken up by extracurricular activities like varsity sports and academic clubs." She keeps talking and I was actually paying attention, do I have any of that stuff? As much as I hate school and say I want to quit and drop out to become a stripper, I still get my stuff done every assignment and project. The classroom was filled with claps and I get out of my thoughts realizing Madison already sat down. "Rude." She whispers as she sits letting the next student go. I didn't clap or say anything I probably should. School went by and all I thought about was Madison's project, it was great even I have to admit that. "What are you thinking about?" Y/bf/n asks and I look up from my notebook, "Madison did a project and it was actually good, she even clapped for mine but I didn't clap for hers which she said rude. It was even a surprised she did although she gave me her eye roll which wasn't a big deal." I say looking back down writing as the teacher talks. "Not a big deal? Hello what have you done to the Y/n that hates Madison Beer and where is she so I can get her back?" They poke me and I shift away, "I'm serious man I thought it was a good project and her eye roll didn't affect me I guess." I shove him back, "Y/n, Y/bf/n! Do I need to separate the two of you?" Our teacher asks and we shake our heads.
"Alright let's go to lunch I'm hungry" Y/f/n comments but I see Madison walk out of the school, "You guys go ahead I'll catch up to you." I tell them both and I fast walk my way over to her, "Madison! Madison! Hey Mads!" She turned after the 3rd time I called and I realized what I said, I haven't called her Mads since our falling out, now it awkward yikes. I see her best friend Isabella otherwise know as Banana stand to the side of her, "What do you want Y/n?" She says looking down at her phone and Hannah gives me a glare. "I just wanted to say that you had a good presentation." I let out scratching the back of my head, "That's it?" She questions looking up and I nod, "Okay so you wasted five minutes of my lunch just to tell me that." She gives a glare, she's just giving me everything today. "Uh yeah and?" I give attitude, "And this. It's for that time where you tripped me onto my car you ass." Her hands hold onto my shoulders pulling them down and knee drives into my crotch directly aiming at my dick and I instantly fold holding onto her leg to keep myself up, "You fucking bitch!" I spit out falling onto the ground then her foot finds it's way to my chest and I slowly start to feel her weight, "That's what you get L/n." She picks her foot off of me and I roll over onto my stomach still feeling the pain throb around my lower region, "What the hell did I ever do to you Beer?" I ask forgetting that the world still spins. "You know what you did, come for me again and see what happens." She threatens and I get up on my knees smirking, "Well I can't wait to see." I watch her stop walking only to turn around coming towards me and she grips my collar pulling my face very very very close to hers, dammit. "Don't fight fire with fire Y/n, you have no idea what I can do." She smirks her eyes trailing down my body back up and she lets go letting me drop to the floor. Lord so help me.
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