gxg- Never Gonna Happen. (Regina George x reader) - Renee Rapp

Music and misshaps

Yn someone is here for you, my mum told me confused on who the stranger was," Regina, Cady isn't here what do you need." I ask her. "Im here too hang out silly" Regina put on a friendly facade seeing as mom was sill stood close by

Oh erm come upstairs I say" I was so nervous why was she in my house and with no warning either. Was my room messy, this is Regina george you dont care what she thinks you curse too urself

I walk up the stairs and into my room I sit on my bed waiting for her to come in. She walks in and closes the door behind her she looks around my room taking it all in, "Nice room" she says with a smile, "thanks" I say back nervous.

"So why are you here exactly " because she now looked upset. Your the only person I feel like Will give me a real answer and not be fake and suck up to me. "Alright go on then spill" I was curious i had too admit.

"So I'm in love with someone and I don't know if they feel the same way about me" she said to me. "Okay so what do you want from me?" I asked,
"I don't know I just need someone to talk to"
"Regina, If I am going to help you I need you too tell me who the guy it is.

"Oh fuck I would be waiting for pigs too fly if it was up too you" Regina pulled me in for a kiss. It was quick but pleasant.
She pulled back. ""Its you, I want all of you and I want you know" she whispered into my ear .

I was shocked I looked at her with a smile on my face. "What?" she asked, "I'm not sure what to say" . She looked at me , "You don't have too say anything" , she leaned in for another kiss but this time it was more passionate than the last one. I felt her tongue slip into my mouth and I was lost. She broke the kiss and looked at me, "lie down" She pushed me onto the bed and climbed on top of me, she straddled my waist with one leg on each side of mine.

"Your going too be good for me aren't you baby. ? "she asked. I nodded my head and she kissed me again. She broke one again and started to kiss down my neck. Regina started making alarm sounds.

I immediately jolt awake. "THAT BLONDE BIMBO". I fold open my duvet and my sheet is completely sodden. I curse too myself, before sorting it out and throwing it in the washing surely mom would be asking questions when she saw.

As evening rolled around, I found myself preparing for the talent show. The memory of that dream and a certain individual who had lingered in my mind all day kept me on edge. I tried my best to focus on the upcoming performance, hoping the distraction would push aside the puzzling thoughts that had been haunting me.

Kevin G was on stage, his performance engaging the audience with rhythmic beats and energetic vibes. Unfortunately it was cut early, due too it being inappropriate.

I realized it was my turn to take the stage. The room fell into an anticipatory hush as I walked into the middle, my heart pounding in my chest. The supportive cheers from Janice and Damien served as a reassuring background noise, Regina's presence in the wings of the stage like an unspoken challenge, she wasnt preparing for her performance she was just watching me, why?

Her gaze felt like a weight on my shoulders, and I couldn't help but wonder why Regina was fixated on my performance. Was she genuinely interested, or was there another motive behind her watchful eyes? Stepping into the spotlight, I strummed the first chords of "The Only Exception" by Paramore. The music enveloped the room, creating an intimate atmosphere that echoed the lyrics' emotional depth. With each word, I poured a piece of myself into the song, the vulnerability palpable in the air.

As I sang, my gaze unintentionally found Regina in the wings, her eyes locked onto mine.
It was like the world around us blurred, leaving only the unspoken tension hanging between us. The applause erupted as I finished the last notes, breaking the spell. I exited to the wing of the stage.

"Not bad nerd" I look too Regina who was sporting a blush and wouldn't even look at me. "Regina have you got a fever" My sister asks her.  "I am just hot is all" regina instantly replies. yeah you are I thought to myself, hold up why am I thinking this.
"So y/n who was the lucky lady that was for, Olivia?" my sister wiggle: her eyebrows at me. Regina shoots me a quick cold glare.

"Just singing a song,. No hidden messages or lucky ladies involved."

Regina finally looks at me, her expression a mix of annoyance and curiosity. "I'm sure your song choices have deeper meanings, Herron."

"Oh, don't flatter yourself, George," I retort, enjoying the subtle banter. "It's just a song."

"Oo were on" on Karen says, She then says something really stupid. "We do everything in counts of 4 right, whats after 3 again" Karen asks generally confused.

Cady and I exchange bemused glances. "Karen, it's 4," I reply, trying not to laugh at the unintentional humor. "Don't worry blondie Im sure you will do fine with second place" i tease. Regina turns too look at me

"Oh baby just watch my performance and say that after"
Regina smirks, and I find myself more intrigued than annoyed by her confident response. The room buzzes with anticipation as their performance begins. The performance was clearly aimed for the male species, however Regina's attempt at a cartwheel over Gretchen's legs didn't go as planned.

There was an audible thud as Regina hit the ground, and for a moment, the auditorium fell into stunned silence. Regina, now sprawled on the floor, looked a bit disheveled, and the unexpected exposure garnered gasps and whispers from the audience. Then suddenly
The whole crowd went wild, laughing and snapping pictures. Regina, the queen of composure, The once-confident Queen Bee had momentarily lost her crown in the most embarrassing way, and despite everything, a small part of me felt a pang of empathy for her public humiliation.
Everything was about to change.