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Lisa Simpson #4

There she was. You smiled as you caught sight of her adorable face light up as she opened her locker to place her stuff in for today's schoolday. You've had a crush on Lisa ever since you two started high school. You loved how she was so smart and passionate about what she loved and stood up for. She was the girl of your dreams, but there was someone who stood in your way.

"Hey, (y/n)!" She greeted you cheerfully with a wave and bright smile as you walked through the corridors.

"Hey, Lise" You grinned and approached her in hope of starting up a conversation. "Did you manage to get all the answers on that maths test coming up? It was just scary"

"Yeah, it was" She chuckled and put her hair behind her ear so she could see you better. "But i managed it. That maths teachers a real slave driver so that gives us all motivation"

"Yeah, she is" You laughed and joked with her, but your biggest rival for her affections came along to steal your spotlight.

"Hey, Lisa!" Milhouse bursted out of nowhere. "Wanna see my secret freckle?" He offered as he tried to shove you out the way.

"No, Milhouse, indeed i do not" She cringed and shoved a book in front of his face to keep him away from her.

"I was going out tonight, big night on the tiles" He tried to look cool as he said all this. "Fancy joining me?" He offered with his raised brows.

"Milhouse, please, i was trying to talk to (y/n) here"

Milhouse frowned as you shrugged and followed Lisa to class. "Sorry, bro" You both continued joking as you got to class as a jealous Milhouse watched.

All through class, Milhouse kept trying to maintain contact with Lisa via notes. You were sitting in between them both and so he kept asking you to pass them.

"(y/n)" He whispered.

"What?" You groaned as you turned around to face him.

"Pass this to Lisa, will you?" He asked as he handed you the note.

"What the...no way!"

"Come on! Just one!" He pleaded.

"No" You whispered as you were beginning to lose your cool and so was he.

"Why are you arguing? Can't you please just do it?" He whispered aggressively and the teacher heard him.

"Milhouse! Is this something that you want to share with the rest of the class?" The teacher demanded and Milhouse went red. "Honestly, at your age too"

"No, Miss" Milhouse bowed his head in embarrassment and continued with his work.

Your lunch break came and you hoped that you could sit with Lisa, but she was busy talking about something with the teacher back in class. At least Milhouse was having lunch with Bart and not her.

"Huh" He scoffed in disgust as he looked over at you. "Did you see how (y/n) embarrassed me in class.

"Yeah" Bart answered as he wasn't really listening.

"What does she see in (y/n)? what does he have that i don't?"

"I dunno" Bart shrugged as he took a bite of his sandwich. "Is that Vaseline on toast?"

"Uh huh. Want some?"

"No thanks"

He finished his vaseline on toast and then washed it down with some milk. Real milk, cow milk, not that rat milk they were getting a few years ago. Unfortunately this was too much for the kid and he was drunk on the bovine juice and wanted to fight.

He approached you and tapped you on the shoulder. "Hey, you"

"Yeah? Oh, it's you again" You frowned as you turned around to face him.

"You embarrassed me in class"

"Yeah, well you tried to steal Lisa's attention, consider us equal"

"Oh, so you admit it was deliberate?"

"What? No!" You tried to make him see sense but it was no use.

"Come on! Let's settle this like men!" He commanded and held his fists up and you had enough of his bs and so you accepted his offer and put your mits up and socked him, but he got up again and threw fists at you.

A crowd gathered to watch you in the cafeteria and then Lisa appeared. "Hey, what's going on...." She asked as she saw the crowd but her eyes widened in horror as she saw you two fighting. "Oh no! Stop it, please!"

But neither of you were willing to give it up. You both punched, shoved, kicked and then Milhouse threw a really hard punch and knocked you right into lunchlady Doris who was carrying a huge pot of leftover mystery meat and spilled it all over Lisa!

"Aaagh!" She cried in terror as looked over her wet and ruined outfit. "Ewww! I'm covered in death! Who did this?" She asked through tears.

A bunch of kids pointed to Milhouse and he couldn't deny it.

"What is wrong with you, Milhouse?" She demanded furiously and then sniffed him. "Is that milk? Are you kidding? How can you be intoxicated from milk?"

She then helped you up and wiped down your ruined form. "I'm sorry this had to happen to you" She apologised.

"Likewise" You replied as you studied her filthy and smelly clothes.

"I desperately need to change" She chuckled as she grabbed your hand and smiled at you. "Let's both go get cleaned up"

"Alright" You smiled as you walked through the corridors together, hand in hand.