Tony D. How can I begin with Tony D? He has jet black hair Lil Huddy style, around 6ft tall, gorgeous diarrhea brown eyes, and muscular feet. He's not strong, he's very scrawny, but his feet can kick someone to next year and back. It's really hot. He has two BFFs, Randy Clarkson and Mike Goode. Together they make The Drug Squad, even if the closest thing they got to drugs was Vitamin Gummies, it does get them loopy though. The only interaction I had with any of them was......was............never. I'm too short for anyone to see me, so I always almost get stomped on. Fun Fact about Tony D, he doesn't like people calling him Tony, it has to be Tony D, or else he will beat you until he thinks you're dead. One time a new kid called him Tony, and Tony D crushed all his bones. I started drooling all over my essay during the fight, and the teacher gave me an F. I couldn't help myself. If a hot dude started kicking some kid in the hallway, you'd start simping too.
"Y/n! You're late for school. AGAIN!"
"huh"
"GET UP!"
"OKOKOKOK"
It was mother, aka the walking alarm clock. I better get going to school, I might miss another Tony D fight. Some people can't function without their early morning coffee, I can't function without my early morning Tony D simping. Question of the morning, what is something decent that I can wear to school today? No, not that. Not that either. What the hell is that. AHA! Found it. Old pair of skinny jeans and a white button-up shirt. Good enough, I'm no fashion expert.
"Y/N! BREAKFAST IS READY"
"OK, COMING"
I kiss my framed Tony D photo and head downstairs to have my first meal of the day. Coco pops. yummy. It was 7:55 am, so I speedran the cereal and scurried to the door, but before I could even turn the doorknob.
"Not so fast"
"What do you mean?"
"It's going to rain today, and you're wearing a white shirt"
7:56 am
"Mom, I'm going to be late"
"I'll drive you"
"WHAT! NO!"
"Why not?"
"YOU'LL EMBARRASS ME"
"No, I won't"
"YES YOU WILL"
7:57 am
"MOM, YOU'RE GOING TO MAKE ME LATE. CAN'T I JUST GET AN UMBRELLA OR SOMETHING?"
"What's an umbrella?"
"..BYE"
"OH NO YOU DON'T"
mother has won, like always. I was forced into the car. 7:58 am. I probably missed the fight, my day was ruined. It was a silent ride, well I was silent, mother was complaining about the inappropriate songs of this generation because positions popped up on the radio. She didn't understand the lyrics, she just read the name and started babbling about how back in her day she had ABCD or something. Wait, you can't read the names of the songs playing on the radio, how could she have read the song's name? It was linked to my phone. I swooped my phone out of my bag and quickly changed the song to ABCD. She then thought that the government had implanted a microphone in the car and started freaking out. It was difficult to hide my laughter, but I managed.
7:59 am
We reached school and I got out of the car, then quickly shut it 'cause no one needs to know that my mom's favorite song is ABCD. I walked in and yes, I had indeed missed another Tony D fight. I was on the verge of crying, but before a tear could roll down my cheek, the bell rang. I didn't have the time to have a mental breakdown in the school hallway, so I just quickly walked to chemistry like every other nerdy junior. My head was down, so all I could see were feet rushing past me. Even if my head was up, all I'd probably see would be knees. Kidding. I was walking down a long hallway holding my chemistry books and notes when I bump into someone's chest and dropped all my books and papers.
"WATCH IT! THIS IS A NEW 200$ LEATHER JACKET"
They walked away. I recognized the voice and the smell of their cologne. It can't be. I turned and looked back and my heart started racing. IT WAS TONY D. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. I TOUCHED TONY D. TONY D SPOKE TO ME. MY FACE HAS COLLIDED WITH TONY D'S CHEST. I picked up my books, half-crying half-laughing, and ran to chemistry with tears and snot all over my face while making some kind of pig-snort laugh.
I burst into class, looking as if Rudolf the red nose reindeer had a mental breakdown, and casually walked to my seat and sat down. Everyone was silent for a moment. They all were staring at me as if they had just seen snow in the middle of a desert. Confusion. Anyway, the teacher continued with his lesson after offering me a tissue. I got a piece of paper out of my bag and started writing 'notes'.
Dear Radom Piece of Paper,
Something crazy just happened earlier! I was walking down the hallway, on my way to chemistry, and you won't believe who I bumped into. Tony. Freaking. D. I TOUCHED HIM. MY FACE COLLIDED WITH HIS CHEST. HE SPOKE TO ME. he told me to watch it because I might ruin his 200$ jacket, BUT HE SPOKE TO ME! How can this day get any better? IT CANT! Anyway, I think I have to write real notes. This chemistry stuff might come on the test or something.
Sincerely,
Y/N
I lifted my head and everyone was staring at me. I rubbed my nose thinking there was some leftover snot that I missed, but there was no snot. My face was as dry as the Sahara desert. Why is everyone staring at me?
"Mx. Y/N"
"...yeah?"
"We heard that."
"..."
I went bright tomato red. I looked like one of those fruit candy ads from the 90s where everyone's head turned into a fruit. Mine turned into a tomato. I just stared at the teacher and put my head down slowly, still keeping eye contact, until my head plopped down onto my hands. I fell asleep. The teacher didn't say anything because if you just absent-mindedly revealed the guy you've been obsessing for forever, then you would just want to temporarily kill yourself. I was awoken by the bell; I shuffled out of class with my walk of shame and once I entered the hallway, it felt as if all eyes were on me. I heard murmurs and hisses from all over the hall. Are they talking about me? Do they know about my obsession with him? I never felt that feeling before. I didn't feel good.
Nobody talked to me for the rest of the day. Not even b/f, my own best friend. My only friend. The only person who knew about my obsession with him. Now everyone knows about me and him. Hometime never sounded more appealing. The last period rolled 'round, slowly but surely. Creative writing was always my favorite class since it helped improve my fanfictions, but right now, all I wanted was to leave. 5 more minutes left, you got this. Just 300 more seconds, 299, 298. Whatever I handle this. Those 297 seconds were the longest of my life. 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. The bell rang. That stupid bell was my lifesaver. I bolted out of that classroom, it was raining like crazy, told my mom I found a random umbrella on the street (she still didn't get what was an umbrella), and started walking. I barely left campus when I passed by an alleyway and heard my name.
"Y/N!"
I looked over. It was him and his gang.
"YOU, YEAH YOU!"
Hm? Is he calling me? Why me?
I wanted to sonic out of there, but instead just calmly said.
"Me?"
"No, the other chick behind you. YEAH YOU"
I could hear my heartbeat. Did he just call me a chick?
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Tony D. X Reader (13+)
FanfictionI, y/n, was a nobody; not until Tony D noticed me. I was a nobody, then a weird-obsessed nobody, then maybe a loved somebody. I barely left campus when I passed by an alleyway and heard my name. "Y/N!" I looked over. It was him and his gang. "YOU, Y...
