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

Backstabbing Blondie

I sat in bed, blinking away the remnants of sleep as I glanced around Regina's room, searching for any sign of her presence. But the room was empty, except for the soft morning light filtering through the curtains.

A sense of unease settled over me as I realised that Regina was nowhere to be found. Had she left without saying goodbye? The thought left a hollow ache in my chest, a stark reminder of the fragile nature of the connection we shared.

Shaking off my apprehension, I pushed aside the covers and climbed out of bed, determined to find out what had happened to Regina. 

Well, I guess I had to get ready for school, I am sure Regina wouldn't mind me borrowing her clothes, the only problem was finding something normal to wear out of her closet, I took a nice looking but not the too extravagant top, and wore the jeans I wore the night before. 

Shit I forgot Regina was my ride to her house, I make my way out of the house, just closing the door hopefully she didn't expect me to lock it. I now take my long walk to school.

As I entered the school building, I was immediately struck by the chaotic scene unfolding before me. Girls were locked in heated arguments, their voices rising in anger as they hurled insults and accusations at each other. It was as if I had stepped into a battlefield, with tensions running high and alliances shifting by the minute.

I stood frozen for a moment, taking in the surreal sight before me. It was unlike anything I had ever witnessed at school, a far cry from the usual gossip and petty rivalries. This was something else entirely, a full-blown conflict that seemed to have engulfed the entire student body.

As I navigated through the crowd, I caught snippets of conversations and caught wind of the underlying tensions that had sparked the chaos. Rumours were flying, secrets were being exposed, and friendships were being tested like never before. It was as if the entire social order had been thrown into disarray, with everyone scrambling to assert their place in the new hierarchy.

 Then someone came up to me. "is it true are you Regina's stalker," I had no words, for a moment, hearing that statement. what" I question utterly confused. The girl presents me with a piece of paper, on that reads 'Lesbo stalks Regina George', along with my face. 

My mind raced as I tried to process what I was seeing and hearing. "Regina's stalker? Lesbo stalks Regina George?" I repeated incredulously, my voice tinged with disbelief.

The girl holding the piece of paper looked at me expectantly, as if waiting for confirmation of the rumours that were spreading like wildfire through the school. But I couldn't find the words to respond. It was as if my brain had short-circuited, unable to comprehend how such absurd accusations could be directed at me.

I snatched the paper from her hand, my heart pounding in my chest as I scanned the words printed on it. Lesbo stalks Regina George. The words seemed to taunt me, mocking me with their cruel simplicity. How could anyone believe such a blatant lie?

Anger surged within me, hot and fierce, but I pushed it down, refusing to let it consume me. Instead, I forced myself to focus on the task at hand. "Who's spreading these rumours?" I demanded, my voice tight with barely suppressed rage. I don't know, but they are all in this book, now everyone calling me sweaty betty, I hate girls"

The realization hit me like a ton of bricks. The Burn Book. That infamous tome of gossip and cruelty wielded by Regina and her posse. It all made sense now. The rumours, the accusations, the chaos engulfing the school. It was all because of that damn book.

My mind raced as I tried to make sense of it all. Why would Regina write those things about me? I thought we had something real, something genuine. But now, faced with the evidence of her betrayal, I couldn't help but feel a sense of profound disappointment.