Rodrick Heffley, from Diary of a Wimpy Kid, X (masc) Reader oneshots.
|| mostly fluff and angst||
Y/N's height changes a lot.
The stories are pretty long so ya. (I have 21 hand-written pages for the first one)
Good grammar unless I just choose not...
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That is wut ur wearing. Alr? Alr. Also, all cred. gos 2 the person who took da pic.
Y/N is also 5'. Short king, that Y/N is.
Ugh. New school. I'm going to fucking die. Fuck this. Oh shit! Wait! What if there are other alt people! Thank GOD! If only there were alt people were at my old school! And other queer people! Oh how much better it would've been! Oh yes! Wait- that sounded kinda weird in my mind. I had a very interesting conversation in my mind on the way to my new school. Of course my parents wouldn't take me there, so I had to ride the bus. It was actually way quieter than my old schools' bus. It was quite nice.
Oh my fucking god. Finally.Crossland High School. Interesting. Oh my god. Is that-? No fucking way. THATS ANOTHER ALT KID! FUCKING YEESSS! I saw another alt kid walk out of a white kidnapper van with paint all over it. Two of the sides read "Löded Diper" and a safety pin was painted on the back. That van looks absolutely SICK! I really want to get to know that kid. I saw a shit ton of kids getting up on the bus so then I got up and basically ran off the bus to catch up with that kid with my chain jingling annoyingly.
"Yo! Wait!" I yelled, about 5 feet away from the guy that looks absolutely awesome and about 15 feet away from the school doors.
"Huh? Me?" He turned around, looking directly at me. Oh shit. He's hot asf. His hair is also cute asf.
"Ya, you. I just needed to say that you look cool as fuck and that I would really like to hang out with you later. Also, please for the love of the imaginary god named Jesus, please don't laugh about me with your friends. I really hate people and it took a lot to do this."
"Wait, wait, wait. You think I am cool? Really?" He said, looking absolutely amazing and confused at the same time.
"Yes, duh. Have you seen yourself? You look sick!"
"Really?"
"Yes!"
"Oh wow, I've never honestly heard anyone say that to me. They mostly call me slurs and shit like that."
"Why in the world would they do that?"
"Well, can't you tell?"
"Tell what?-Hey! Watch where you're going dickhead!" Some stupid person ran in between both of us, ruining the moment.
"Move it, fag!" the rude-ass person called back.
"Just ignore them. I'm used to it."
"Dude, that's not ok. Like, extremely not ok."
"No, it's fine. Seriously."
"If you say so," Not really. That was really shitty of that person. He deserves better.
*Bell rings*
"Well, I guess we got to go." Stupid bell. Ruining my time with this absolutely handsome person.
