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Who knew that Y/n, the most prettiest student in school would get the attention of Michael Afton?
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Y/n was now in her fifth period which she shared with one of Michael's friends, Simon. Simon was..okay in her opinion but still annoying. Y/n had to admit he was a cute boy, but not cute to the point where she was staring at him 24/7..Michael was also inside this class to since he has every class with her except for social studies—she still doesn't know where that boy goes everyday when its social studies. Michael wasn't in the class right now since the teacher made him go take a paper to the front office.
Y/n was already finished with doing the assignment and now was just chilling in her seat doing nothing. That was when she heard something being thrown on her desk and looked down to see a paper ball. She looked down at the crumbled up ball of paper with an annoyed look before uncrumbling the ball.
'Do you know the answers to this assignment?'
Y/n frowned a little bit and rolled her eyes. She was aware that Simon wasn't even trying to do take the work seriously but she didn't want him to pester her. Michael's friends are persistent. Way too persistent.
Y/n turned around and scooted her chair closer to him. She could see Simon turn a little bit red from his close they were but ignored it. She picked up his pencil and started to quickly circle the answers, when she was finished she pushed the paper slightly towards him. "Thank you N/n~" Simon said lovingly. Y/n cringed at the little nickname he gave her as he walked away, turning the paper in. Simon came back to his seat and leaned closer to Y/n with that same smirk.
"Y'know Y/n," Simon started. "You should really hang out with me and the guys." He said, wiggling his eyebrows in a flirty motion. Y/n gave him a look of disgust. Y/n moved slightly away from him after he had said that. "No thank you." She said plainly with a hint off annoyance. "Oh come on, it'll be fun! We'll do whatever you like...especially Michael" When Simon said that her eyes widened.
'there's the mention of Michael again..' Y/n thought to herself. "Excuse me..?" Y/n asked confusingly. "Why would Michael do whatever I say..?" Simon smirked at your question. "Michael is so crazy over you Y/n to the point where it's ridiculous." Simon said rolling his eyes at the thought. Y/n shifted uncomfortably in her seat. She felt so...weird. Why would someone like him be so crazy for her? He said it himself, he would never have a crush on her in English class. "But hey, don't worry Y/n," Simon said, a smirk forming on his face. "Me and the guys are all crazy for you too." Y/n looked at him unamused while he just snickered.
'Even though I should be weird...it does feel nice to have them fawning over me, a little.' Y/n thought, a small smile making way to her face as well as a soft chuckle. "Y'know, sometimes you can be too much." She said. Simon stopped snickering and his eyes widened as well as a blush made way to his face. "Is that good or bad..?"
"I don't know. I think it's good."
Simon's face was beet red now. He never expected to get complimented by the Y/n L/n. "Holy shit...Y/n L/n complimenting me? That's a dream fucking come true." Simon said with a small nervous smile. Y/n let out another chuckle at his reaction.
By that very second, Michael had walked into the classroom. He was back from delivering something to the office.
Michael's POV
'The fuck..?'
I thought to myself when I saw Simon and Y/n. Simon was snickering while Y/n had a..smile on her face and she was chuckling at Simon. Simon's face was red too...
I couldn't help but feel a bit of jealousy. Why can't I make Y/n smile at me like that? Why can't I make her laugh a little like that? When I try to do something that is funny, everyone else laughs except for her. Why does Simon out of all people have to make her act that way?
It should be me.
Not only that, he's blushing.
The door to the classroom closed, alerting the two of them to look over. Simon's eyes widened and his blush slightly faded away from his face. He looked pretty fucking scared, probably because of my death glare. "O-Oh hey Michael!" He said, sweatdropping at my glare. From the corner of my eye I could see that smile wash away from Y/n's face, switching to a plain one. Y/n turned around, scooting up closer to her desk and laid her head down, completely ignoring me. I let out a small "Tch". I couldn't help but feel a tiny bit hurt at her sudden change of attitude when I walked in. I stuffed my hands in my pockets and sat down in the chair that I was originally sitting in next to Simon.
"..You good?" Simon asked nervously, shifting uncomfortably in his seat. I narrowed my eyes at him and gave him a death glare. "Shut the fuck up" I muttered. Simon knew how much I liked her..so why was he trying to take her away from me? "Look..Im sorry, okay?" Simon whispered. "I swear it was never my intention to—"
"Stay away from Y/n. I told you and the others. Or, must I shove my fist down your throat for you to understand?"
The color from Simon's face drained as he looked at me nervously. "S-Sorry.." He said. "I promise you, Mike——I wasn't trying to-" I cut him off with another glare. Simon rolled his eyes at me, slumping down in his chair and closed his arms.
