Reagan X Reader (FEM) - Inside Job

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so yeah, I completely lost motivation. The story is ass, the writing is ass, y/n is ass. I accidentally deleted my last chapter about that so that sucks having to announce it again.

HOWEVER💀💀💀

I wrote a random fanfic excerpt in my notes app when I got bored in class today and I need commentary about it!!

here's a bit of it:

AND YES IM AWARE OF THE SPELLING ERRORS.

                      •OH, WHAT A DRAG!•

   At one point they were friends, not exactly great friends but they were definitely something more than just classmates. He's known her for years, since third grade. They're both in ninth grade now. They were certainly not the best duo, in-fact the worst. They were capable of causing havoc out of thin air. Literally. And even though they were capable of holding such power together nearly in the palm of their hands, they constantly argued. They frequently had pointless arguments and took out their frustration on each other or anyone within a radius of them. Oh, what a drag!
   Things did get violent once in a while, leading them to both be forced away by teachers so they don't rip each other apart. But let's be honest: They would both die trying to kill each other. They were definitely hotheads at heart. They could never go down without a fight and always competed for who got the last word. Which was usually a tie. Their endless argument almost always seemed to be the hot topic discussed in the hallways. Peers would whisper and snicker amongst themselves as they passed by. They were both well known for being assholes and they didn't care or couldn't care, or both. You get the deal.
   But eventually, he distanced himself from her. Why? God knows but I don't, nether do they. It just happened and even if she could go back into time, there was no way to prevent it. It was inevitable. But she wasn't such a dick anymore and he couldn't find a way to pin the blame on her for his actions. She clearly learned some bad habits from him, the worst influence ever. But as much as she hated to admit it, she missed him. A lot. And they just do happened to have an encounter, after a year of ignoring each other.
    It happened at the Grab N' Go: his natural habitat. It was his hangout spot for when he had bad days or good days, but in this cast he was having a bad day. No matter what, he was always seen there. He seemed to never be capable of taking his eyes off his precious pinball machine. Not even for a moment. So when she walked inside the store to get herself some food he didn't even bother. Well mainly because he didn't know it was her. But once he heard that familiar, snarky tone, he knew it was her. Now he was definitely not in the mood for her shit. He was fuming. His knuckles grew white as he clenched his fist. He was riled up.
   "The fuck are you doing here??" He snapped at her, still not looking up from his game.
   She was caught off guard from that. Already so.. hostile, even when she didn't say anything. But this is Him we're talking about. He was arrogant, bitchy, full of himself, resentful, annoying, and the list continues go on and on! But there was something to him, something that she longed for ever since he distanced himself. Maybe it was the thrill of being around him, maybe it was the way he was unpredictable and could strike at any seconds. His moods moods can flip as easy as a coin. Heads or Tails, but in this case, Neutral (a sarcastic bitch) or pissed (an angry sarcastic bitch). But he was already pissed off. But for whatever reason, she wanted him back. But there was no way in hell she could admit it.
   She ignored him brushed past, not wanting to start anything. But being honest there was no getting out of this. He's pissed and you ignored him. She was only adding more fuel to the fire. Replying back was nearly just as much of a death wish.
   "I'm talking to you, dipshit!" He slammed his fist against the pinball machine, making a loud 'THUD!' with it.
   She flinched. Anyone would've flinched. If she says the wrong phrase, he would be pounding his fists against her face until it left a permanent dent. She fought with him before, surely she could take him on again. Right?
   "I'm sorry, what the fuck do you want?" She paused in her tracks and glanced at him.
   Her tone was stern and cold, enough to send shivers down anyone's spine. But this was him she was talking to so he didn't even budge.
   "What are you specifically doing here?" He was intrigued by her attitude.
   In a way she matched his energy. Both of them were sour about seeing each other.
   "Getting food. You have a problem with me?"

but yeah.. the reagan story is 99% never being continued I'm very busy as well💔💔

Stay safe everyone and I really appreciate the love this dog-ass fanfic got🫶🏻🫶🏻‼️