(rewritten on 2024 sep 28)
End of the School Day
As I scanned the chaotic scene around me, my gaze landed on one particularly pushy reporter—Gale Weathers, the fame-hungry diva herself. I watched with mild amusement as she attempted to pry information from the surrounding officers, even Dewey, Tatum's brother.
I sat back, silently judging her fruitless efforts.
"Y/N~" Stu's voice broke through my thoughts, making me flinch slightly.
I looked up at the tall blond, who wore a cheeky grin that could outshine the sun.
"What's up, clown" I shot back, raising an eyebrow.
Stu let out an exaggerated whine and hoisted me into the air, throwing me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
Caught off guard, I didn't fight back; it was oddly comfortable, and frankly, I was too lazy to walk.
"How cruel, Y/N...When will you stop calling me that?" he whined dramatically, feigning heartbreak.
I rolled my eyes, as he continues to carry me
TIME SKIP
"Oh, shut the hell up!" I yelled at the landline, which was ringing for the fifth time in two minutes.
RINGGG RINGGG RINGGG—
"OK, who the HELL are you and what the HELL do you want?!" I barked into the phone, my irritation boiling over.
"Jesus! What's with the attitude, hot stuff?" the man purred.
"Of course it's you, you dick sucker. What do you want this time?"
He chuckled, then jokingly asked, "Wanna have phone sex?"
"KYS, bozo," I shot back.
"Alright, alright! Chill, I was just joking!"
Silence filled the air.
"You still up for phone sex, though—"
I blocked him mid-sentence, not in the mood for his antics. Just as I turned to walk away, I heard him yell, "UNBLOCK ME!"
"MATE, IF YOU'RE OUTSIDE MY HOUSE, JUST COME IN AND TALK TO ME, SMALL DICK!" I hollered back.
"BUT WHERE'S THE FUN IN THAT?! UNBLOCK ME OR I'LL GUT YOU LIKE I DID WITH CASEY AND STEVE!" he shot back.
Well, that was enough to make me unblock him.
RINGGG RINGGG—
"What" I asked, my annoyance palpable.
"What's your favorite scary movie?" he asked.
"Didn't you ask that yesterday?"
"Did I?"
"Yes, dumbass."
"Would you mind telling me again, sugar?"
Instead of my actual favorite, I decided to throw him a curveball.
"The SpongeBob SquarePants Movie."
"...What?" He sounded genuinely taken aback.
"Bro, SpongeBob is literally a sponge, and sponges aren't supposed to be ALIVE. Imagine washing your dishes one day, and the sponge starts screaming in pain. Scary as shit, man... just thinking about it gives me nightmares," I explained, trying to keep a straight face.
The creepy phone guy burst into laughter.
"What? You think this is funny? No, I'm dead serious," I insisted, but I wasn't. "If you don't stop laughing, I'm blocking your flat ass again."
That comment quickly silenced him. As we continued to chat about random nonsense, I hated to admit it, but I was actually enjoying myself. He was different today—funnier and more cheerful, reminding me a lot of my friend Stu.
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FanficY/n recently transferred to a new school called "Woodsboro High School" He met this girl called Casey on his first day and she offered him to eat lunch with her and her friends He accepted but oh boy....he should've have declined that offer If he d...
