Michael's POV:
'i dont know why, but.. i cant help but actually feel bad for y/n.. i hate her! is it because i know what she's going through? because i know her mom is dead like mine? well, my mom's not dead, she just doesn't care.. '
my thoughts were interrupted by mr. stevenson's loud, annoying, voice
"uh, michael, are you paying attention?"
"mhm, yeah."
" then, uh, what did i just, uhm, ask? "
his stupid voice rang through my ear, as he said 'uh', every second
"what is the distance between north and south. " i nonchalantly answered, i was actually paying attention i guess..
" hmm.. uh, okay.. "
y/n raised her hand
" yes? "
" may i use the restroom..? " i could've sworn i heard her voice break
" sure you can! "
she got up and rushed out of the room, i also raised my hand to 'use the restroom' knowing damn well that's a mistake.
"michael?"
"can i also use the restroom?"
"i don't know, can you?"
... 'fucking old ass grandp-'
"i'm just joking! of course!"
'good.. '
i got up and went to the restroom y/n went to, it was all gender i swear!
as i went inside i heard soft crying, not wanting to say anything, i just went in a stall, which I didn't know was next to her's, and pulled out a cigarette, lighting it
i took a few puffs from it before i heard a voice
".. who's smoking..?"
it was y/n.
"me."
was all i said
"oh.."
y/n pov:
why is he here? i mean yeah he's just smoking and not talking to me but why?
"why are you here..?"
i asked
"to smoke? no shit sherlock." his annoyingly hot british voice rang my ears- 'wait did i just call his voice ho-'
i was interrupted by michael, "want one?"
i could use one.. "sure.."
he passed me one from under the stall and i took it, "lighter?" i continued
"here." he gave me a red lighter to use
"give it back when your done."
"i will, dip shit.". i rolled my eyes before handing back the lighter when i finished, our finger accidentally brushing together
I don't know why but the contat made me slightly blush
"here." i passed the red object back to him as i took a drag from the cigarette. "how'd you even get these?" i asked
"i stole them."
"you WHAT?!"
"i stole them." he repeated. "what did you expect? for me to just go 'oh haha can i have these im over 21! just forgot my id! im short!'? because that's stupid." he made a snarky remark
"..whatever.."
later..
jackie's pov:
ugh! where is mikey boo?! i need to find him! i want to confess my undying love for him.. ooh! love letters! how can i go about it..
michael's pov:
" -and i was like 'who the hell are you?' and she was like 'nunya buisness!' ugh, the audacity!"
the stupid group of girls' voices could be heard from a mile away. dahlia's being most noticable
jackie was walking towards me, a letter in her hand
" oh lord.." i muttered, " what do ya' want?"
" i have a letter for you! read it!" her annoying voice squealed.
" fine, whatever.." i took the stupid envelope and opendd it, proceeding to read it
'dear mikey!
i really really love you very much, and i think your really pretty! i want you to love me as much as i love you! your so hot and badass!!' there were some.. lewd things said.. 'would you go on a date with me?
love, jackie!'
"oi, what the fuck is this? stupid love letta'?"
"would you?!" the bitch asked
"hell no, you're an ugly stupid whore, why would i?"
she went quiet, than ran away crying
"tch, stupid baby.." i mumbled
y/n came walking by, ahe must've saw the exchange, "what was that about..?"
"stupid bitch thinks i like her.. sje gave me a love note saying 'i want to see how good you are in bed!' or 'i love you so much!' and weird shit like that.." i mocked her
" ew, weirdo!" y/n shuddered with disgust
" exactly!" i agreed with her, i don't know why but, y/n feels like a friend to me..?
weird.
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We'll see about that.. ~MICHAEL AFTON X FEM!READER~
Romance(Y/N). A young lady in high school comes across Michael Afton. One of the bullies. You never got along, and Michael always made fun of you with his friends. You go to college, just to find out, *he* went to the same exact college. Same interests...
