NO ONE'S POV:
A boy played the pinball machine, keeping his gaze on the machine, attempting to beat the high score. Vance Hopper was the boy who kept the high score, making sure no one were to beat up. Y/N Yamada, the twin brother of Bruce Yamada, had gotten to the Grab 'N' Go early, attempting to beat Vance's high score.
Y/N'S POV:
"Shit. Are you fucking serious?" I groaned, clearly annoyed. I put in another quarter in the pinball machine, attempting to beat the high score again.
The bell of the Grab 'N' Go chimed, another customer entering the store. I didn't think of it much, until a felt a tug, as I felt being pulled away from the machine. "
"What the hell?" I say, about to flip the boy off. "Trying to beat my score Yamada?" The voice says arrogantly. I turn around, staring at the boy. "Fuck off. Your not the only one who plays pinball Vance."
VANCE'S POV:
"Don't give a fuck. Now move." I say pushing him. "Gay ass bitch." The boy said rolling his eyes. "The fuck did you say?" I say, glaring at him. "You didn't fucking deny." I punch him right in the nose, as I watch him fall.
Y/N'S POV:
My nose starts to bleed as Vance punches me, as I drag his ankles. He falls down, as he grabs a book and throws it at my face. I stand up, so does he. I punched him in the stomach, as he kicked my shin. It got pretty bloody by then, the police dragging us away from each other.
-In the prison cell
"Y/n Yamada, Vance Hopper, your parents are here." A police officer said, unlocking the cell. "Y/n! What were you thinking?! Sneaking out of the house, missing your baseball game, AND GETTING IN A FIGHT?" Your mother yells at you. "Big deal. Bruce is the better kid right? Why do you even care, you have Bruce. He's perfect, this whole damn family is. I'm what? The troublemaker, I don't belong." I say, clearly pissed. "Y/n, stop it. I'm not better than you." Bruce says, putting a hand on your shoulder. "Shut up. Your just trying to make me feel better." I get up, leaving the room. "Your grounded." My mom said.
-After everyone was asleep
I check check the hallway, checking if all the lights are off. I hear your parents snoring and Bruce muttering something in his sleep loudly. I open your window, jumping down. I enter the Grab 'N' Go, seeing Vance play pinball. "Sorry." He turns around, looking at me. "What?"
VANCE'S POV:
"Sorry." I hear a familiar voice say. I turn around looking at him. "What?" I say, confused. "I'm sorry for uh- punching you in the stomach. And giving you a bloody nose. And for scraping your knees." He says, apologizing. I sigh, nodding. "I uhm. I'm sorry to. I shouldn't have just beat you up because you were playing pinball." "Cool. Do you mind if I watch you play?" He asked. "You can play instead." I say, stepping away from the machine. "Thanks." He says, as he inserted a quarter and started playing.
We ended up playing pinball all night and talking to eachother. I warmed up to him, and then I realized it.
We weren't enemies or shit. I like him, I just never realized it.
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The Black Phone Oneshots
Random-Bruce Yamada -Vance Hopper -Finney Blake -Robin Arellano -Griffin Stagg -Billy Showalter There will be no NSFW, smut, stuff like that because all characters are minors. (It's like shitty bc it's my first time writing oneshots btw) Enjoy!
