-2nd Person POV-
You two are standing in front of history class. c.c put you down to open the door. But as soon as he did that you attempted to grab your backpack. You obviously failed, (he has his fathers strength lmao) so you pleaded.
"C'mon! Please I don't wanna go to history. Please, can I just skip?" You said trying to distract him.
The second he loosened his grip, about to say something you snatched your bag and smacked his head. "Ha, adiós Emo bitch!" And with that you dashed down the hall, avoiding all the cameras and teachers.
You started wandering around, trying to find a spot you saw earlier, hoping that you wouldn't run into a teacher or staff member.
~c.c's POV~
'Ugh, this bitch. Hmmmm, what if I snitched? Nahh, I'm not that much of a bully. Or maybe I am. But if the teacher asks, I'll just say I saw them earlier in the period before. >:)
I enter class and slung my bag on the corner of my chair. Luckily I made it just before the bell rang. It's only third period? Damn, this day is going by slow af.
I should go scare mike during my lunch break. As I recall, the middle schoolers and the high schoolers share lunch periods right? Fuck. We don't share the same lunch room tho. Eh that's fine I'll just skip lunch, I bet it's gonna suck anyways.
"...C.C Miller?" I look in the direction, of the person that said my name. It was the teacher.
"Y/n Hernández? Y/n Hernández! Is Y/n here?" The teacher says, looking around the room.
Now that I remember, I think that was the name of the person. So like the nice person I am, I raise my hand to speak and say,
"I saw them earlier before I got here. I think they went to the bathroom or something. Not sure."
"Of course, only third period on the first day and someone is already skipping, * Sigh* Okay is....." she mumbled. I tuned out the rest of what she said out.
It only the first day so I doubt we're gonna do anything important. And if we do, I'll just ask someone for notes or something they'll probably say yes.
Kill me please, this class is boring af. I stare out the window with a bored expression, when I see a group of kids fighting. I ignore it until someone gets revealed. They're a little blurry but a few seconds after my eyes adjust, they little blurry blob turns into a familiar h/c haired person.
I then realize, that it's that Y/n kid. There were five others, four girls and one guy who seemed afraid or scared. He was standing sitting behind the short bitch, Y/n, seeming to be injured. And seeing that just triggered something in me, more like a memory. So without a second thought, yelled,
"MS. ANBERY! THERE ARE PEOPLE FIGHTING IN THE COURTYARD!" Ngl I'll probably just get them in trouble but like that's makes it even better.
She stands up and jogs over to the window I was staring out at. She quickly left telling us that if we did anything she would give us all detention.
Some kids stood up to look at the window, and see the fight. Zane and Carlos came over as well.
"Wait is that Y/n?! Damn it looks like they're kinda winning, even against four others. But they might be fighting one on one to tire them." Zane yelled.
Now the rest of the class came to the window to see them fight. Some cheered them on others looked at them with glares of annoyance.
"Excuse me, passing by, sorry." Apologies came from Carlos.
"Oh shit! Is that.... THAT'S CRYSTAL AND MICHELLE AND TWO OTHER BITCHES THAT I'VE NEVER MET." He exclaimed.
I then look around the room to see that those two fangirls aren't around. That's why it was so quite.
"Hey c.c?" Someone says. I hum in response.
"Are you okay? You're leg is shaking." I look down and look at my leg with a scowl. I only do that when I'm nervous so why the fuck is it shaking?
"Yea im good." I respond.
"Okay." They simply say.
"Hey Anthony?" I hear.
"Yea? What up?" Im guessing Anthony replies.
"Im going to go see Y/n to see if they're alright. Can you cover for me?" Some guy with dyed red tips says.
"Uhh sure? Just try not to get in trouble."
"Hey um can I go too?" A familiar voice whispers. I recognize that voice as Carlos.
"Yea sure, but just don't get caught cause if you do im not coming to save you." The other guys says.
"Bet." Carlos chuckles.
"Okay bye Anthony, Antonia."
"Bye Elijah, be safe! See you in language arts!"
"So 'Elijah' is his name hm? How amusing." I mumble to myself, a smile creeping onto my face, but my smile doesn't feel like a happy smile, more like an angry or smirking smile. And I can't believe those words came out my mouth. And wtf did they sounds like that and, and!
-Stfu bro, love you a lo, like marry me, but Stfu, anyways, Your POV-
"Few, I made it out. Wow I never got to see the outside but damn it really pretty! I should explore. Wait why am I outside? Oh well I'll use that spot another day."
"Wow, I should really get out more, hurricane looks really cool!" I say.
"Hm? What's that" I perk up hearing something.
"HEY! Look at me when I'm talking to you!" It sounds like it's coming from the courtyard.
I run over to see a kid, sitting in a cornered like position. Right before the other four can say something, I yell out, "Hey bitch!" running towards them, one looks over to me and as soon as she does I slap her across the face not to hard tho, not yet.
"Um excuse me, what are your pronouns?" I ask the kid.
"H-he/ him or They/ T-them." They shyly respond, a small smile on their face"
"Leave them alone!" I yell, not too loudly so I don't scare the poor boy.
"And you think I'm scared? What the fuck are you going to do? Bite my finger?" Crystal laughed, of course it's this bitch.
"Oh you really wanna find out?" I say with a smirk.
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Sorry I didn't post yesterday even tho I said i was, I'm just feeling a bit nauseous right now and my stomach hurts :,)
Yes that is Elijah at the top, that's what he's gonna look like for now until I can actually draw, I made him in picrew and edited his hair on Ibis Paint X, the person who made the base and adrift is @ on the thing already-
Anyways, have a nice 24 hours or something like that my bumble bees!
Posted: Wednesday, July 27, 2022/ 7-27-22
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