Liar's Desire ✔️

Fanfic 1

(The person who wrote this wants to stay anonymous. Also, this is an AU.) 

FREAKY LD AU 😛

In this LD AU, everybody has a freak inside of them! They've been nasty students, nasty, they've been nasty students, nasty! Is somebody gonna match their freak? 🤨 Find out by reading.

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CARLOS POV 

"How's your day going, Carls?" a snarky and feminine voice asked to the right of me. She practically slammed her lunch tray onto the table. Typical Tiffany.

I didn't even want to argue with her. I knew how it would go: I tell her my name isn't Carls, she says some more corny shit, and then she gets creative with her physical surroundings.

"Had a bad one?" Tiffany bent over the table to look me in the eye. The view from there—and the fish stench—was probably crazy. I heard a more masculine voice, which I recognized as Hinata's, chuckling from my left. Tristan probably wasn't there. The two of them usually laughed along to whatever Tiffany said, no matter how corny it was, like some laugh track in a comedy show.

Tiffany looked down at my tray—finally, because I was about to burst out laughing. Nothing they do is ever really intimidating unless they get physical. "The fuck are you eating?"

"Why are you asking?" I turned my head to look at her. "You want it?"

Without saying anything, she just grabbed my chicken quesadilla and took a big bite out of it. Huh.

She began to grimace. "What did you put in this? Mexican sauce?"

"It's called salsa," I said, observing her scrunched-up and slightly red face.

"Okay, smartass," she said, sounding increasingly tired.

"Okay, dumbass."

Tiffany glared at me. Her eyes were watering, her lips pursed. Kind of looking like when you see a cartoon character soaked in sweat and pathetically dragging themselves through a desert. She slowly put the quesadilla back onto my tray. Her hands shook.

"Tiffany might be a dumbass but not as much of a dumbass as you are," Hinata blurted out.

I raised an eyebrow at him. "What are you yapping about?"

"Something you apparently aren't able to understand."

Tiffany also shot Hinata a glare, asking him inaudibly to stop talking.

Tristan just stood there. I guess the wall is looking nice today?

"How's your girlfriend—" Tiffany started, but then she started coughing uncontrollably. Everyone—me, Hinata, and Tristan—stood still and patiently watched her cough in silence.

"You mean Stephanie?" I asked when her coughs finally died down. "She's good. We've been making out a lot. She's... freaky."

I tried keeping a still face as Tiffany stared at me through tears, from coughing and the spicy salsa. "Huh?"

Of course, what I said was a joke. Me and Stephanie have not been making out. Nor was she my girlfriend. But sometimes I would say shit to surprise them.

"I'm tired of this," Tiffany groaned, frowning. "What is with all of this?" She gestured to my tray and then to me.

I raised an eyebrow. "Girl, what?"

"You're trying to fuck around with me."

"Well, you were fucking around with me first. You can't do that without penalties."