Randy Cunningham X Reader Oneshots {Old Story}

Painful fire (part 2)

You guys requested it is so much, so I made it!

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It had been a week since the humiliating rejection, and your work of becoming bad was working real good.
You stared at your reflection in the mirror before tugging down the (black/white/gray) and (f/c) tank top that reached just above your belly button, which was now pierced. "A-are you sure about this?" You glanced at your friend, Kenny McCormick. He was helping you become a 'bad girl'.

"Of course I am!" He smirked, wiggling his eyebrows at you, "you look hot in that (your name), but I bet you would look better without it."

"Oh my goodness Kenny." You stared back into the shattered mirror, were you really going to do this? You looked down at your torn (black/gray/white) jeans, and your (f/c) shin length combat boots.

The poor boy sighed, running his hand through his blonde locks. "You have to do as we practiced (your name), slap me, call me names, anything to give yourself a bad girl reputation!" You turned toward him before sniffling a bit.

"I don't think I can do this Kenny."

"I know you can do it (your name), come on." Kenny whined when you turned your back on him. "(Your name), you need to do this, pretend I am that Theresa girl yo-" Kenny was cut off when you landed a solid punch straight to his face. You stood there, shocked at what you did. Kenny sat up on your bed and spit out a few of his pearly white teeth before cheering. "Now that's what I'm talking about!" You couldn't help but smile, it was easier than you thought!

"Come on Ken-Ken, you need to come to school with me because it will help my new bad girl reputation."

Kenny snorted before standing up and walking by you "if you keep calling me things like 'Ken-Ken' you will get nowhere." Kenny rubbed his nose staring at the Crimson liquid that stained his hand. "I must admit, you throw a killer punch."

-Time skip-

You walked up the steps of the school. You felt kinda nervous because of all the eyes on you. Kenny jabbed your arm with his elbow and gave you a reassuring smile, grinning back, you decided to start building up your bad image. As you passed by some of the jocks, who were checking you out, you whistled, which caught their attention. Nervously smirking you sent them a wink before pulling up your shirt a bit, allowing them to see a bit of your bra. Satisfied with their flushed faces, you flipped them off and sauntered away with Kenny.

"Wow, I never expected you to do that!" The blonde reached out to high five you. Chuckling you did the same gesture, your hands clashing together with a satisfying smack.

"After I punched you my confidence went up big time!" It really did help your confidence, but you could not help but be a bit embarrassed that you actually did that, but you do what you must for revenge.

"It obviously did, you would never be able to do that otherwise!"

You and Kenny began talking about perverted things. It was to help you become dirty minded, that was something Randy liked in girls, right? You huffed, annoyed that you still had feelings for him. What did you think was so great about him anyway?

"(Your name) look." Kenny muttered. His finger extended forward, pointing at three students who were talking among themselves. Your eyes followed Kenny's gaze, and you felt the now all to familiar flames lick at your heart. Randy sat there with Howard and Theresa. Was... was he smiling? Your eyes narrowed, and your heart beat faster in anger. He did not deserve it.

"Calm down (your name), if you want this plan to work you have to keep your cool." It took a minute or two for you to calm down.

"Come on Kenny, let's go bother those losers." You and Kenny sauntered up to them. "Hey guys!" You said cheerfully, making it seem as if you did not change at all. The trio looked up at you, and they all literally froze in shock.

"Woah, what happened to you?" Howard's flabbergasted voice made you and Kenny smirk.

"Didn't you notice?" Kenny smirked "(your name) got a boob job!" You and Kenny began cackling. You smirked at Randy, seeing his gaze fixed on your chest. You did not really get a boob job, you just stopped wearing a bra.

"Go away (your name), no one wants you here!" Theresa snarled, secretly intimidated by your sudden personality change.

"It is obvious your little boyfriend wants me here," You snapped your fingers in front of Randy's face, "is that right Randy?" You made sure your voice was an octave lower, and you ran your finger under the boys chin. Theresa hissed and slapped your hand away. You chuckled, winking at Randy before turning away with Kenny, who pulled up the hood of his parka.

Once you were out of earshot you smirked at Kenny. "That was awesome!" You sent Kenny a thumbs up, which he returned. "Anyway Kenny, I have a plan..." After explaining Kenny grinned at you before nodding.

-time skip-

You and Kenny were now on the way to lunch. Your eyes scanned the many students in the hall before you spotted just the person you needed. "Go flirt with some girls or jack off in the bathroom or something, I need to be on my own." Kenny nodded, walking over to Morgan.

"Bash!" You said, catching the brunettes attention. "How's it going?"

Bash stared at you a while before smirking. "Well, well, well, it is the pretty girl that ran away last week!" He smirked, and leaned against his locker.

Your eye twitched in annoyance at the memory, but you bit down your pride and walked over to him. "How are you?" You made your voice husky, pressing your chest against him. Bash grinned, a soft flush swarming his cheeks.

"I'm good."

You began running your hands up and down his chest, leaning up, you haughtily whispered in his ear. "Do you have any room in your 'squad', for me?"

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Too lazy to finish it, stay tuned for next part.