Ross Imagine #1

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"Stay away from her. She's trouble." Chad your new friend said rolling his eyes and walking off. You are new to the school and yesterday was your first day. You had met Chad yesterday morning on the bus and you both just hit it off. He has basically showed you around and given you a run down of who to be friends with and who to stay away from. While in the courtyard you spotted this girl. She had curly auburn brown hair with blonde tips. She was wearing a nirvana muscle shirt with a yellow flannel over top of it, black heeled boots, ripped black skinny jeans and a black beanie. "Why is she trouble?" You questioned. "She just has a bed rep around here." Chad shrugged. "Oh." You sigh glancing back at the girl before going to your next class. Just as the late bell rings for your next class the same girl you saw earlier strutted into the classroom. "Sorry I'm late." She smirked taking a seat behind you. "Y/N I think we all know that you are not sorry." Mr. Clause shakes his head and starts teaching. As you were listening to the lesson you hear someone whisper shout, "hey blondie." You turn around to see Y/N smiling at you. "You got a pencil I can borrow?" She questions as you shake your head and turn back around. "Are you sure?" She questions as you roll your eyes and shake your head again. "Blondie." She says in a sing-song voice probably trying to annoy me. "What?" I snapped quietly jerking my head around. "Just wanted to let you know I found a pencil." She smirked as I breathed in and out through my nose. "Mr Lynch and Miss Y/L/N since you both have so much to talk about why don't you two be partners for our next project." You were about to protest but Mr. Clause interrupted you. "That was not a suggestion Mr Lynch." You huff in annoyance as you turn and look at Y/N. She just smirks at you. "My house or yours?" She teases. This is gonna be a long project, you think.

Welp I had inspiration but then if you couldn't tell I lost it.....

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