𝔅𝔞𝔡𝔡𝔦𝔢

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Footsteps echoed across the empty halls of Abbey Grove.

A pretty, curvy girl made her way towards the classroom.

"AYY, look who it is!" Came a deep voice stopping the girl in her tracks.

"Well if it isn't my favourite couple!" (Y/n) said with a smirk.

"Cheeky shit." A tall boy sneered back.

The three continued walking towards class K.

"Hey (n/n) listen to this joke!" Mitchell said, gesturing towards Remdogg.

"Okay, Okay, So what did the toaster say to the slice of bread?" Remdogg paused.

"I want you inside me!"

Only to be meet with silence, before all three bursted into laughter from the horrible joke.

Before entering the classroom.

"Rem Dogg, why are you late?" There teacher, Alfie Wickers asked.

"Ermm..wheelchair." He replied before wheeling his way to his seat.

"And you, Mitchell and (Y/n)?"

"Well that thing don't push it self, does it?"
"Woke up late!"

Both teens replied one after the other, as the pair made there way to there's seats.

"Look, please, it's Monday morning. I have a hangover." Alfie stated looking pale.

"Joe, can you go and see if that first aid box, has any Berocca in it?" He continued pointing towards the back of the class.

"Yes, Dad!" The red headed boy said.

Immediately everyone's eyes were on the pair before laughed filled the room.

"Oh my days! He just called Mr. Wickers Dad! What a helmet!" Mitchell yelled snapping his fingers.

"Shut up, Mitchell! At least he knows who his Dad is." Alfie fired back as everyone laughed harder.

"He's got a point, darling." (Y/n) said tears in her eyes.

As her and Rem Dogg slapped hands, while Mitchell gave them a glare.

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Silence filled the air in the classroom as everyone was laying, sleeping on there desks.

The door opened revelling Miss Pickwell.

Alerting everyone, as they slowly lifted there heads.

"And that is how quiet Anne Frank, and her family had to be to evade capture by the Nazis." Alfie said lying.

"Mr Wickers, I need the papers." Miss Pickwell stated in a monotone voice.

"You 'vant to see my papers?" Alfie replied in a terrible fake accents.

"The mock exam papers, Mr Wickers."

"Has anyone ever told you that you, would make a wonderful SS officer?" He said with a fake smile.

"Yes. Now shall we just do this in my office?" She commented.

"Yeah."

As everyone watched the teacher leave in silence.

"Right I'm going for a smoke." (Y/n) said grabbing a box of cigarette.

As she jumped out of her seat, making her way outside.

"Actually I could do with one, I'll be right back." Mitchell said to Rem Dogg.

"Gonna finally tell her you like her?" He replied with a teasing smirk.

"Fuck off!" Mitchell sneered, a light blush on his cheeks.

Making his way outside hearing his friends laughter in the background.

And there she stood her thick (h/c) hair tied into a messy bun.

The uniforms clung to her curves, a pair of black knee high socks hugged her squeezable thighs.

Her (e/c) eyes sparkled with mischief, a cigarette placed in between her plump lips.

"What can I help you with Mitch?" She called snapping him out of his daydream.

"Can I get a smoke off you?" He asked now standing next to her.

"Oh course darling."

Passing him a cigarette as smoke escaped her mouth.

The pair stood in a comfortable silence, just enjoying each other's company.

"Oh my god! Guess what happened on the way here?" (Y/n) said, breaking the peaceful quiet.

"Oh yeah? What happened." Mitchell said with a questionable look.

"Some guy slapped and squeezed my ass!"

"What! Where is he!" Mitchell snapped in angry and slight jealously.

"Don't worry I punched his nose, think I broke it!" She said winking at him.

Calming the boy down, as they finished there cigarette.

"Come on then, we better get back!" (Y/n) said walking ahead.

Mitchell watched as her hips swayed from side to side, A smirk place upon his lips.

Before he jogged and caught up to her as the two made there way back inside.

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