No Rest for The Weary| Crystal Gems X Reader

Chapter 8: Defender of the Weak

"Y/n, could you stay after class for a moment?" Ms. Galloway asked as the final bell rang

"It's their second day, what'd they do now?" A boy whispered

"No clue, but I don't wanna find out," His friend responded as they rushed out of the class

"Y/n..." Ms. Galloway sighed as she sat down and watched as the last student left the class, "I wasn't the one who spread the rumors,"

"But someone did it on purpose?" Y/n asked, "A teacher?"

"Yes," Ms. Galloway said, "I just wanted to let you know,"

"Thank you, ma'am," Y/n sighed as they walked out of the classroom, leaving Ms. Galloway behind

"Yo, Y/n," Lars called, leaning against a wall nearby, "Walk with me for a second, would ya?"

"What's up?" Y/n asked as they walked over to him as they headed down the hall

"Don't let the rumors get to you, I don't believe a word of them," Lars told

"They don't bother me," Y/n shrugged, "I just wanna know who started them,"

"I think I've got an idea," Lars mumbled as they walked out of the school building, towards the gym. "You see the kids walking in there?" Lars nodded to a large group of males, all in sports uniforms, walking into the gym

"Yeah, what about them?" Y/n asked as Lars and them got closer

"Notice something odd about them?" Lars questioned

Y/n peered at the kids. They noticed all the kids had bruises all over them, some even had gauze. Some around their head, on their arms, their legs, "They're pretty beat up,"

"Why do you think so?" Lars pushed

"Well... Practice can't be that intense," Y/n frowned, recalling their own fighting practice, where they never even incurred an injury half as bad as those kids, "Is there... some kind of hazing thing on the volleyball team?"

"Have you met their coach yet? Coach Morgan?" Lars asked

"I think so," Y/n nodded, recalling the tall man in the faculty lounge as well as the principal's office

"Well, I think that SOB is beating the kids on the team, the girls team too," Lars said

"You think so?" Y/n turned to Lars, a sense of shock on their face

"He did the same thing to the track team," Lars said, "But when I stood up to him... He disbanded the track team... He called it an eyesore that distracted from his perfect Volleyball team,"

"Seriously? Sounds too evil to be true," Y/n said

"It's true. I think he's the one who spread the rumors about you too," Lars told, "He's obsessed with Volleyball. The reason the principal accepted you is because he thought if they "rehabilitated" you or whatever that it'd give the school good press. Coach Moron thought that you'd be a distraction, something that'd over shadow what he's doing with the Volleyball team,"

"You're kidding me," Y/n frowned, "What can we do about it?"

"Well, tomorrow... Coach Moron organized a Volleyball Rally, it lasts the whole day. That means all the volleyball kids are gonna be here guaranteed, I was thinking you and I can split up and ask the kids if it's true or not, see if we can get some dirt on them," Lars told

"You said he coached the girls team too? I didn't see any girl injured like that," Y/n said

"That's what I'm scared of," Lars admitted, "Are you in or not?"