"A Common Disinterest" Michael Afton x Reader

Chapter One. "What a jerk."

Art creds: Ameerieisaqueer or __ameer__x on tt

Ugh...
A loud beeping sound blared in Y/n's ears, her arm reached over and hit the clock a few times before it shut off. "Damnit" Y/n muttered. Her feet quietly hit the floor as she walked to the window. The shutters freed the sunlight letting it pool into the room. "So bright.." The thought of school quickly entered Y/n's mind as she walked to the bathroom.

"I hate this, I don't want to go to school.."  This summer was awful. Not once did she get to hand out with friends.  Y/n groaned as she threw the bathroom door open. What was the point of going if you don't know anybody? Right? Y/n pushed their messy hair back and looked in the mirror frowning. frowning.

Reluctantly the girl shuffled her way to the closet. Realizing she's taken way too long, Y/n grabbed an outfit and changed rather quickly. She slipped her watch on and checked it.
It read '7:42'.

"Oh crap, im gonna be late!" She exclaimed. Quickly she ran downstairs to get her bag and shoes. "Damnit, damnit!" Y/n ran out of the house and locked the door behind her.

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Y/n had barely gotten to school on time. Nobody had ever seen a 15 year old girl run that fast. She had arrived to class 4 minutes before the late bell. The school was huge compared to her last, it was so hard to navigate around, but she walked into your class looking around at all the unfamiliar faces.

Everyone had already picked their seats, leaving one empty one. It was in between a black haired girl and a boy with brown hair. Y/n walked to the seat and sat down quietly. The boy on the left was leaning on back in his chair, with his feet placed on the desk. His hair was brown and fluffy, and he had bright blue eyes.

The girl on your right had long dark hair. She seemed to be reading. Y/n found it hard to pay attention to the girl, her eyes kept wandering back to that boy. He was in a white tank top and jeans. "Do you need something priss?" Y/n looked back at him with wide eyes. "Excuse me?" She called. "Do you need something, priss.?" He repeated, this time with more attitude.

"What a jerk." Y/n turned her head in anger. Priss? Are you kidding me? God, that jerk. "You were the one who kept looking at me." He rudely teased. The girl next to you passed Y/n a neatly folded note. She opened it confused while looking at the girl.
'You should really stay away from him. His name is Michael and he's been a jerk to everyone since elementary school. Here my name is Naomi, we can be friends. 'her number''

Y/n ripped off a small piece of paper from the bottom corner and wrote 'Thanks, i'm Y/n' before slipping the rest of the note in her pocket. She passed the smaller note back to Naomi and the bell rang. She took one last look at the boy who was already looking at her, Michael looked away quickly. He had such a pretty face for someone who was such a jerk.

The whole class went silent as the bell rung. Y/n watched as Naomi quickly put her book away. The teacher walked into the class, he was interesting.. Small giggles and laughs could be heard from class. "Hush, let me have a moment to introduce myself." He sounded more goofy than he looked, causing the class to laugh a little louder.

"Ahem, I'm Mr. Copeland and I will be your english teacher. We were going to do a popcorn introduction but I think paper would be best." The teacher retorted. As Y/n went to grab her pencil, she felt a knock on her head. "Hey!" She placed a hand on her head as Michael took his away. "Can I borrow a pencil?" He asked. "Shouldn't you have one?"