Pietro X Reader

Chapter 1

Your P.O.V

"I am so excited for class to start! I just love when Ms. Swan yells at me and makes me insecure!" I lightly jump into the air while shooting my arm up kind of like how cliche anime shows end with a victory jump and the characters screaming 'YEAH'. Sarcasm drenched my voice but that was usually the case when I entered my math class.

"Hey, she doesn't hate you y/n she just dislikes you with great passion and hopes you choke on your sarcasm." Isabelle said. Isabelle Blade and I have been tight friends since the fifth grade. She is the only one who hasn't ditched me or called me an attention seeker whenever I'm upset. She also hates Ms. Swan, which makes us even closer being able to hate the same teacher.
"Haha very funny Isabelle but we all know she would much rather prefer choking me herself." We both smiled and started laughing hysterically.
"Oh, shut up now Isabelle the demon needs our souls attention." I whispered to Isabelle, as everyone else in the class started to die down their talking. She lightly chuckled and I smirked as we placed our attention on Ms. Swan.

"How many times have I told you all to not talk once you enter my classroom?" No one, not one single person answered we knew it was a rhetorical question.

"y/n how many times, exactly have I said not to talk once you enter my classroom? You have permission to speak." Of course. Out of all times I think she is being rhetorical this is not the time? How convenient. For some odd reason we were not allowed to talk in that class unless she says, 'You have permission to speak.' In which this case she did so I could say whatever.

"I can't answer that question, due to the fact that I don't fluently speak bitch like Gwen Mercedes and yourself." Laughs spluttered out throughout the whole classroom, mainly the guys and a couple girls. Except for a couple of Gwen's friends who had their phones out probably tweeting the world about me making fun of their queen. I usually don't cuss I say random things to blur out the bad words. Whenever people annoy me or get me frustrated though I didn't care what I said. It was as if someone was in my body, but I loved seeing people's reactions to my comebacks. Gwen Mercedes is the school's toy, no that's not the word okay there is literally no other way to put it she was the school slut. All guys thought she was hot and every girl wanted to be her friend. Except for the logical human girls. If you hung out with Gwen you were considered as fake as her looks, she took about 2 hours to plaster on all of her makeup to make her the hot slut she is. I despised her, she thinks it's because I am jealous but that is not even close. She seduced my one best guy friend Luke. He was my main man since first grade, then she made him popular slowly and now they're dating. I mean I didn't like him, I loved him he was like a brother to me. Now I do everything and anything to put in a diss about her.

"Miss l/n come to the front, please." Ms. Swan said through gritted teeth and a fake smile.
"Wait what was that I don't understand." I tilted my head an inch forward and held a hand by my ear pretending that I was straining to hear what she said. More soft chuckles could be heard through the classroom. All I noticed was Isabelle trying her hardest not to die.
"I will not tolerate your rude behavior, shut your mouth and don't say another word."
"Alright."
"Okay."
"Alright then."
"Okay, you don't need to get in the last word y/n."
"Aw, alright."
"Go to the office."
"Why?"
"Because your being disrespectful towards a teacher."
"Why?"
"Because you've always been that way you're an unruly brat."
Silence was thick in the air, Isabelle gave me a pleading look but I pushed on smirking.
"Why?"
Ms. Swan just blankly stared at me and turned around towards the board. I saw her inhale a deep breath and control herself from flipping out, as I smiled in pleasure.
"Class I want you to turn to page 579 and do problems 1-70 if you don't get it finished in class it will be assigned for homework, you may begin."