My Sweetheart~ || Michael Afton X Reader

2. How I Met Michael Afton

A/N: yes the title is a reference. i listened to teenage dirtbag while writing and idk why but i thought it fit really good soo ya uhhh have fun my shit pookums <3

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Y/N POV:

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

I woke up as I heard my alarm go crazy. 6:00 AM. I lazily hit my alarm and finally stood up. "Ugh shit. First day of school."

I said to myself as I walked into my bathroom to shower. I washed my hair and then my body.

When I was done, it was 6:30. "Damn a new record. Half an hour instead of 1 hour." I said to myself as I started to do my hair. 

I was done with my hair when I started walking back into my room and took my clothes. I decided to go for a pink and black striped Tee. A big, pink Tutu. Fishnet Gloves. Pink and black striped Tights. Two studded Belts. Knee-High Converse, and some pink Party Glasses.

When I was done clothing myself I looked at my alarm. 6:40 AM. I went into my bathroom again and put on some eyeliner. I finished my eyeliner and went downstairs. "Quick grab a sandwich and go in the car you guys are late!" My mom told me as she put a sandwich in my hand and basically pushed me out of the house. "Mom, I can walk." I told my mom annoyed. "Then use them legs!" She yelled at me slightly. 

I walked to the car and sat in the backseat. "So you guys got everything?" My dad asked. I looked around and then noticed I forgot the most important thing.... "MY BACKPACK!" I screamed as my mom threw it through the car window in my lap. "Thanks mom!" I said as my dad drove off, and my mom waved.

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My dad first brought me to school and then Susie. "See you later N/N." Susie and dad said in unison. I waved them a bye as I walked into the school. As soon as I opened the door I could swear everyone looked at me. I awkwardly walked to the principal's office to get a schedule.

I got weird looks from everyone. Which I guess I can understand because it looked like I was a plant between dogs. But nonetheless I made it save to the principal's office. I walked in and it was pretty simple. The principal talked to me about the schedule, gave me the schedule, and told me to go. That's how it pretty much was. Alright let's go through this..

Monday: Art, Biology, Chemistry, Sexual Education, English, Music, Poetry.

"Ew, Sex Ed." I said to myself as I continued to read through the schedule.

Tuesday: Poetry, Art, English, Spanish.

Okay I'm not killing you anymore with this.. I'M REPAIRING THE FOURTH WALL SOON ALRIGHT?

I walked to my first class and saw an empty seat in the middle. I was about to sit on that seat when it got pulled away. It was a boy in blue denim shorts, and a grey tank top. He had a mullet and eyeliner just like me.. And oddly enough. He had a fox mask! 

He laughed at me for falling down. "PFFT-" He started while still laughing half way. "You know you're supposed to sit, on, the chair, right? You freak." He had a slight British accent while he ended while laughing again and honestly I'd love to punch him with taste but I couldn't 'cause I know someone would call a teacher.... So I decided to not punch him...

"Oh, and you know you're supposed to get that foot, out, of your crotch, right?" I said as I crossed my arms.

"What foot?-" He started as I kicked him in his crotch as hard as I could. "That foot." I said as he fell to the ground. I grabbed my chair and sat down. "FOCK! WHA THE FOCK IS WRONG WITH YIOU?!" The boy said with his British accent fully coming out loud while groaning in pain.