The Phoenix Drop High Boys - Reader X PDH Boys {|Book 1|}

Gene

Y/N - your name
F/C - fav colour
H/C - hair colour
E/C - eye colour

• - Time skip

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"Hijo de puta..." I whisper to self. I grab my bag off the bed and make my way downstairs. I see father waiting for me. He seemed pissed. He was tapping the kitchen counter impatiently. He made eye contact with me as I scurried down the stairs.

"What time do you call this?!" He yelled at me as he came closer.

"I'm sorry father.." I hang my head. "Look at me bitch!!" He grabbed my chin and lifted my head up. I stared in his heartless eyes. He smacked my cheek, causing it to sting.

"Its a school day and you say your sorry?! I pay for your God damn education and you can at least bother to get you lazy flat ass out of your room you whore!!" He shoves me to the ground.

My eyebrows furrow as I support myself with my hand. I say nothing more as silence fills the room.

"Your like your fucking mother. A little shitty slut who tries to act innocent!! Get a life before you get taught a lesson or two!!" He spits at me and leaves the room. I wait for him to slam the door.

SLAM!!

I stand up and grab my bag that was spilt on the floor. I stuff everything back in, grab my lunch money and keys and leave the house. Even tho a part of me begged to slam the door in his face, another knew what happened last time.

I close the door quietly behind me and start to make my way to school. First day of school. Mom left just a week ago but it feels like a month. I hope I can get through this.

•

I arrive at school. I check the time on my phone. It read, 07:43AM. I sigh and start to walk to my locker number. What a shit morning. I search for locker number 322. I search for quite a few minutes till I finally find it. I open the locker with the pass code and open the door.

A small pile of books laid of the top shelf with a spare schedule. On the locker door a small mirror was attaches to it. I look in it.

My e/c eyes shimmered. I fixed my h/c hair and tried to look happy. I look at my cheek. It was still red from father but it didn't sting as much. I rub my cheek gently, pouting as I do.

"Hm!! Damn it." I cuss to myself. I take my things and close the locker door. I sigh to myself, gripping my books to my stomach closely. I begin walking to my homeroom.

•

Its my free period. In all classes so far, nothing interesting happened. What a shitty day. Just like my shitty life.

I take out my money out of my pocket and head to the cafeteria. I buy a chicken tika wrap and an apple juice. I pay for the food and try to find an empty table. No one I knew was here. I've always been homeschooled.

I find a table by a corner. No one was there. I took this chance to go sit there. I began walking to the table and as I arrive, some stranger quickly sits down in my spot. I was confused, but pissed. My eyebrows knit together.

"Hey!! excuse me!! That's my seat!" I sass them. They look at me like they give no shits. I fold my arms.

"Since when?" He asks. "Since I was gonna sit there!!" I boss back. "Well you didn't sit. I did. So beat it brat." He barks at me. I growl at him, holding back my fists. Instead I shove him off the bench till he hit the ground.

He fell off and landed on his back. One hand on his head and the other supporting himself. He growls at me in anger.

"I ain't gonna hit a girl." He growls. "Well, then that makes it easier for me." I sass him. (BTW its not Aaron if that's what you think)

He stands up and begins arguing with me. "That is my seat!! I've always sat there since freshman year!!" He yells at me. "Well I don't give a damn!! I wanna sit there and I will!!" I yell back. He crossed his arms and my hands where in fists. We growled at one another and where in each others face.

"Guys!! Guys!! Stop please!!" An unfamiliar voice called out. I turned to the voice. A short, tanned girl stood there. She had deep black hair and hazel shimmery eyes. I huff in anger and look away.

"Hey kitty. What-cha doing here?" The guy asks clicking a finger gun at her with one hand on his neck. He had a light stream of blush tinting his cheeks. I saw his face and began snickering. He looked at me confused. I bit my lip and giggled evily.

He could tell that I knew and growled at me. I whistled casualty as I let them talk.

"I told you not to call me kitty Gene!! Grr!" The girl gets angry. "I'm just teasing...kitty." He chuckles. I lightly blush when he seductively says the word 'kitty'.

I gotta admit, even tho I can't stand this twat. He's hot and he can be seductive. But its only a weird fangirl thing I do. Heheh...its weird.

He looks at me and sees the strand of pink. I get embarrassed and get flustered.

"U-uhh..." I stutter and leave quickly while I can. That was so awkward. I head outside and sit on a bench there. It was peaceful, quiet, calming. It was beautiful being outside here.

"Hello there." A smooth, soft voice spoke from behind. "Hmm?" I turn around.

A fella with dark blue hair, matching blue eyes and pale but slightly tanned skin winked at me. I blushed.

"H-hi?" I ask confused.