fregley x y/n

part 1 (first day)

After about 3 weeks of getting ready for your first day, picking out a cool outfit and getting your hair done, all that comes crashing down as soon as you wake up. You wake up to the sound of your parent screaming at you from your room 
  “Wh-what?” Y/N says, rubbing their eye and stretching their feet
   “What do you mean ‘what’? It's 7:30!!!” Your sibling says, rushing into your room. Y/N practically jumps out of their skin as they look at their alarm clock (“Oh, fu- heck! School starts in only 20 minutes!”) Y/N thinks inside their head, panicking. Y/N rushes to their bathroom, only to see their mom taking all of their clothes out of the laundry! 
  “Mom!! What the hell are you doing?!” Y/N screams, throwing their arms up the air in shock and anger 
  “You never know what they're putting on these things, y'know? They could be sprayed with drugs before they sell them to poor little middle schoolers like you.” Y/N's mom said, continuing to put the clothes into the dyer.
   “OUT OF ALL THE TIMES TO CLEAN MY CLOTHES, YOU PICKED RIGHT BEFORE SCHOOL???!!!” Y/N screamed
   “Y/N don't you speak to your mother like that, to your room, now!!” Y/N's mother shot back at them 
   “I CAN'T go to my room, school starts in TWENTY MINUTES!!!” Y/N yelled while running into their room, they quickly put on whatever they could find, which happened to be their pink button up satin pajama shirt and long navy blue cargo shorts, not the most ideal outfit but surprisingly good for the little time they had to get ready. They slipped into their shoes and socks and dash out of the door (“Shoot! I forgot my lunch!”) Y/N thinks in their head as they head out. They finally make it to school and run into one of the classrooms that they wrote down on their wrist.
  “Hello? Is this history class?” Y/N panted with heavy breaths.
    “It sure is, you must be Y/N. Find a seat” the teacher said, motioning to sit down, Y/N could barely think straight as they sit down next to a redheaded boy with square glasses and freckles.
   “Uhmm.. hey, my name is Y/N, what's your-” 
   “Hi my name's fregley, you wanna see my buddy?” The redhead interrupted, pulling out a taxidermy owl. 
   “Good lord, fregley!!! Eww!! Put that owl away-!!!” Y/N screamed, once again getting interrupted by Fregley,
   “Wow, Y/N, your skin sure is soft.. what moisturizer do you use?” Fregley says, caressing Y/N's face with the back of his hand. Before Y/N could even talk back, the teacher snapped at Fregley.
   “Fregley! That is no way to be treating our students!!” The teacher yelled at Fregley, Fregley set his and on Y/N's thigh. After a while the first period ended, while Y/N was leaving the class and making their way to their second period class, some kid with short black hair and dark brown eyes stop Y/N in the hallway 
   “Hey, Y/N, I'd advise you to stop hanging out with Fregley, I've talked with him before and trust me, he is NOT a person that'll put you up the popularity list. I'm Greg by the way.” The kid walks the way, leaving Y/N shocked and slightly perplexed by the boy. I mean, could he really be that bad? 
 (TIMESKIP TO LUNCH) 
Y/N walks over to the cafeteria, smelling the strong scent of the cardboard-like pizza that the lunch lady was making. Y/N walked past the lunch line, before pausing and realizing, (“Shoot, I forgot my lunch… ughhhh…”) Y/N sulks over to the lunch line and gets their food, they pick get some pizza and an apple, as they were looking around, trying to find someplace to sit, Fregley comes up to them again, invading their personal space once again
  “Hey, Y/N?! Need a place to sit? My buddies and I would love to eat with someone as exciting as you..” Fregley Says in his normal creepy voice (“Exciting..? Did he seriously just call me that?”) Y/N thought, before they could even open their mouth, Fregley forcefully grabs Y/N's wrists and pulls them to the corner of the cafeteria. Fregley sits down next to Greg and some other innocent looking boy with a bowl cut, both of them look equally as uncomfortable with Fregley, Fregley motions Y/N to sit next to them. As Y/N sits down next to Fregley, the boy with a bowl cut smiles at them
    “You have very pretty eyes, Y/N” he says, as he and Greg start to eat their lunch
   “Uhh… thanks?” Y/N says as they reach over and attempt to take a bite out their pizza, although they can't fully take a bite out of it because of how stale the crust and cheese is. As Y/N gets up to throw away the stale pizza, when they come back Fregley smiles at them,
   “Hey, Y/N? Do you wanna have a sleepover.. at my house?” Fregley asks
  (“God, no, absolutely not.”) Y/N thinks in their head, but aloud they said,
    “Yeah, sure.” 
 
        End of part one