[Dedicated to my freakin' cousin who's FUCKIN' addicted to JIN!]
Yep, another fist fight.
"Get 'em, (Y/N)!"
You were not bruised at all, though.
"Punch 'em!"
You gave your last kick and your opponent fell unconscious on the floor.
You smirked in victory and wiped the blood off of your fists.
"You're such a filthy little brat who doesn't even have shits..." you murmured and walked off from the crowd.
"Ms. (L/N), come to the office, now!" there goes that teacher.
You stopped in your tracks and faced him. You looked at him with those same bored eyes and clicked your tongue.
"Yeah, yeah, another vacation in that man hole, great" you said while waving and walking past your teacher.
"I think you need to be taught a lesson, young lady" you turned to face him again.
"Yeah, I think so too. But guess what? I won't even give a damn shit about it" you said and walked off.
You sat across the principal's desk and crossed your arms.
"What now, old geezer?" you said and his eyes furrowed deeper.
"(Y/N), how many times do I have to tell you that stop getting into fights?" he asked.
You rolled your eyes at him and spun your chair in the process.
"Uhm, about, eh, the hundredth time now? Yeah..." you said while shrugging.
He sighed and you glared at him.
"I want you to stop all of these, alright? I don't want to hear you getting into fights again" he warned at you but you scoffed, cutting him off.
"Like hell, everybody gets into fights, dad" you spat and he slammed the table with his hand.
"Don't talk to me like I'm no father of yours!" he shouted and you just laughed at him but he slapped you.
"Yeah, that's right, dad. You're no father to me because you ain't one! You never treated me like your daughter and bitch please, don't even try! You hurt mom and guess what? She's gone! Because of you! You useless....trash!" you shouted and stomped your way to the door and opened it.
"You know, you should quit of being a father to me. You made me this way so blame yourself" you said one last time and slammed the door shut.
He sighed in defeat and sat on his chair. He rubbed his temples and thought of a wave of changing you.
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"Ms. (L/N), can you please answer me, orally?" your teacher asked and you shrugged.
"Sure."
"345 flowers plus 456 flowers?"
"Oh, basic math, 801" you said.
"501 flowers multiplied by 67 flowers?" (wait for it XD)
You thought for a minute then answered.
"33,567 flowers"
"Then how about 6789 flowers plus 9980 flowers?"
You blew a loose strand of your hair in front of your face and simply answered,
"Garden..." everybody laughed but not your teacher. He just sighed in defeat and motioned for you to sit down.
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Fanfiction-; ✒ i swear i was twelve when i wrote this !! 😖 and the title says it all. strictly NO SMUTS y'all and requests closed ! 😁 welcome to bible study, we are all children of jesus. (EDITED)
