"Settle Down!" ~ (Michael/Tall goth x Reader)

Chapter 4

(Y/N's P.O.V)

I tapped the desk with my pencil, impatiently waiting for the school bell to ring so i can get out of second period. Kenny, who was sitting beside me with his hood down, slightly nudged me "quit tapping your pencil" he hissed out to me, sounding annoyed.
I smiled sheepishly "my bad" I whispered back and stopped tapping my pencil

"and that's how--" the school bell interrupted the teacher from talking any further, she frowned at the abrupt halt for the class "Well then, remember to bring in your permission slip for our field trip tomorrow to go to the South Park Museum if you want to go!" she reminded as the flood of students left the classroom, I picked up my binder from my desk and walked over to the teachers desk

"Are ya ready yet slowpoke?" i looked over my shoulder to see where the voice came from, it was Kenny who was now standing at the class doorway waiting for me with a smirk on his face

"Hey Ken, you coming to the field trip?" i questioned the messy haired blond as I grabbed the form on the desk and walked to the doorway, he shook his head "Nah, I gotta catch up on my work for class, plus the Museum sounds BOOORIIING!" he drolled out dryly on that last part and started walking away from the classroom laughing, i rolled my eyes at his childish reason and followed behind him "well I think museums are nice, whatever gets me outta class i'm okay with it, honestly"

Kenny smirked "Well if you wanted to get out of class that much you should've said so, we could've skipped and done something more fun" he said in a suggestive tone as he leaned closer to me

i cringed slightly at his closeness and put my hands on his face to push him away "no thanks, I don't wanna catch whatever you have" I replied sarcastically and walked through the halls to the cafeteria while tucking away the forms in my jacket pocket

he scowled then looked away "I didn't catch anything" he muttered while walking beside me, i scoffed "sure, i believe you. What about that one chick you dated a while ago? What was her name again? hmmm... Tammy, perhaps?" I smirked as we entered the cafeteria, he scowled and playfully pushed me "Fuck you (Y/N)"

"you wish you could" i said while flipping my scarf over my shoulder dramatically "nerd" he laughed out then suddenly quieted down

I gave him a confused look at his sudden shift of emotion "hmm? What's eating ya, Ken?" He looked at me with a discouraged look in his eyes "do you remember what happened after I went on a date with Tammy?" He questioned with a serious look, I blinked and thought to myself for a moment, nothing came to mind "Nope, not at all. I just heard that she had some disease and she probably got you infected, knowing the two of you " I answered honestly, he sighed and looked away, not really happy with my response and muttered something quietly to himself, I smiled with pity and patted his shoulder, trying to comfort him
"Sorry if that wasn't the answer you were looking for" he chuckled and looked back up at me and hugged me tightly "it's okay (Y/N), I'll tell you what's really bothering me whenever I feel ready"  I froze partially at the unexpected hug, but returned the hug almost as tight as he did and rubbed his back soothingly, faintly smelling the dirt and outdoors on his orange parka "I'll be here when you're ready to tell me" he lets go from the hug and smiled "thanks, now let's go" he said as he tried holding my hand, I frowned at his gesture, I quickly whacked his hand away from mine and zipped up his hoodie "race ya to the cafeteria!!!" I hollered and bolted away from ken, faintly hearing his laughter behind me "not fair cheater!"

(Michael's P.O.V)

Pete and I were walking in the hallway, making our way to the back of the school. While we were walking, he tapped my shoulder and slowed down our walking "Michael, isn't that the conformist bitch who bumped into you a few days ago?" He asked and pointed to the hallway from our left, where (Y/N) was hugging her blond haired friend

My eye's soften at the sight of her "Yeah, that's her" I answered monotonously and continued to walk with my cane in hand, Pete flipped his hair and walked beside me, we were near the end of the hall to the back of the school when he calmly asked me "Do you think she's going to that field trip tomorrow to the museum?"

i thought about his question for a moment "Dunno, I don't think her and her friend would be interested in going" I confessed, Pete nodded in agreement "I guess you're right, she seems loud when she's with that other fucking conformist" he stated with a hair flip while opening the backdoor which revealed the stairs where Henrietta's sitting, reading a poetry book while firkle's sitting beside the stair case, flicking his switch blade around

"I suppose she is loud, but she's not all that bad as her friends" I mentioned to Pete, as soon as those words left my mouth, Firkle quickly looked up at me with a small smirked "can't stop talking about that conformist, Michael?"

I scoffed and walked down  "Only because Pete brought her up, like hell I'd talk about her" Pete looked away  "I thought it'd be interesting, but yeah let's not talk about her anymore" he said with a hair flip walked down the stairs and sat down at his usual spot by the stair case.

Henrietta tore her eyes away from her book and looked up at me "you guys are coming to the museum, right?" Firkle nodded as a response and continued to flick with his switch blade, I frowned at him and walked down the stair case to him "you're gonna cut yourself one day if you keep playing with it like that, that's not why I gave that to you" I stated and grabbed his switch blade, he glared while I put the switch blade in my coat pocket "okay mom, jeez" he mumbled out and pulled out his cigarette pack

"Don't call me that" I said bluntly, Henrietta snickered quietly at Firkle's comment

"Me and Michael are going too" Pete said, answering her question "are you going, Henri?"

She sighed out "Yeah, my shit mom didn't sign my permission slip, so I manage to forged her signature" I raised my eyebrows curiously at her "the teacher didn't even questioned it?"

Henrietta laughed "nope, not at all" she said proudly and she continued to read her book
"Stupid teachers" Firkle said while lighting his cigarette "you can do anything under their noses and they still wouldn't notice"
Pete nodded "You guys wanna go grab some coffee for lunch? I'll treat you guys" He suddenly asked, changing the topic. he turned off the big stereo and stood up brushing off his pants, Henrietta closed her book and also stood up "sure why not, I've been craving coffee all fucking morning"

Firkle's usual frowning face lightened at the mention of coffee "coffee sounds nice" he mumbled as he and I stood up and started walking with the the other two

"You gonna have your sugar contained coffee again as usual, Michael?" Firkle slowed his pace and walked beside me, I shook my head "I've been thinking about trying black coffee this time"
he looked at me surprised
"really? Why the sudden change?" Pet then chimed in our conversation, I stared at the ground and gripped my cane "....I don't really know, I thought I should try something different"

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Authors note:

I'm miraculously alive, school's literal hell for me omg
I'm also sorry from the lack of updates