Ben ten omniverse: Special( Ben Tennyson x reader) Discontinued

Chapter 34: When we met

A/n: I decided to add a filler, since I don't know how to start the story from where I left off I'll tell the story from where it all began but it's still relevant.

It is also confirmed that Ben was born on December 27, 1996!

Here's a video and follow Kuro!

Also, Bellwood is located in New York!

Ben and (y/n) met around 2004 meriting they are eight, turning nine. It makes sense that Ben is ten in 2006 and five years  later in 2011 he is 15.

  " Quit complaining, (y/n)." The mother from the drivers seat demanded, annoyed as you were. " I don't wanna go, mom!" You yelled, crying angry tears, " School sucks!" " It's not my fault you had to switch classes," the mother reminded. "Because you couldn't control your anger."  That caused you to remember the incident that happened about a week ago, Involving a girl. "S-she ripped my drawings!" You argued, "The ones I was going to give you-" 
" You pushed her down the stairs, and the poor girl broke her nose from the fall, (y/n)!"  The School staff have notice you're rivalry with Patty Berkinfield, a student in Madison elementary school, your violent behavior towards each other was intense that you couldn't stand staying in the same room. So, for both of the children's safety, the teachers thought it was a better idea that you would be relocated to another classroom, since the others kids kept picking on you.
"B-but mom! She was super mean, and nasty, she pulled my hair, and-"   "(Y/n)." Angelina said, softly. Interrupting the little girl. "Your a big girl now, in third grade going into fourth in six months, just take responsibility for your actions, and understand..." the mother parked upfront your elementary school, then turning towards you, with a serious look in her eyes.
"...What you did, was wrong." You couldn't help but pout, avoiding her eyes, crossing your arm under your chest. "You never believe me...".

  Today was your first day in your new classroom, you were frustrated but also nervous as you walked down the halls of your school, with your mother holding your hand, of course, you would try to get back your hand, reminding her, "I'm not a baby!" but kept quiet as she was holding on for dear life, and speed-walking meant she wanted to get  this over with as soon as possible.

The two walked for a complete five minutes, to the classroom you were going to stay for the rest of the school year.... hopefully. Changing class rooms when it was the may month was problematic as it was, now she had to get used to new people.

One look of the class room, and you went into a nervous break down, "Their going to pick on me," you started, "There going to make fun of my height, they'll steal my books-" another older female opened the purple door and greeted your mother, then looked at you, with a warm smile. "Hello," she welcomed, as she slowly started to pull you into the classroom, as you gave your mother one last look, before the door was completely shut.

You practically shoved into the front of the class, where twenty of the students stopped what they were previously doing and eyeballing the new face with fetching (eye color) eyes, wearing an oversize (f/c) tee-shirt, written in bold letters were Notable.

You held the straps of your backpack tighter, already wanting out of the classroom. "Everyone, this is.." the teacher trailed off, forgetting something, she let out a nervous chuckle, " I'm sorry dear, I didn't catch your name." your eyes were now downcast, still embarrassed by the eyes glued to you. You went on ahead and mumbled " It's (y/n)." you answered. "Aaah! (y/n) (l/n), right!" she then turned to the group of children, clapping her hands together. "(y/n) isn't new to this school, she just switched classes due to some...complications." 'Complication with Berkinfield...' you though, as the woman explained, "I want everybody to treat (y/n) with respect, and show her how things are down around here."