"Come on, (Y/n)! Please just give me the answer for number two!" Cartman, the dumbass who sat next to me in math, whispered in to me, trying to look off my answer sheet. I scowled at him, covering the paper. For the past five minutes, he's been trying to get the answer, which was honestly so easy to figure out-"No!" I whispered in a sharp tone, glaring at him. "You should've used your useless time to study, it's not that hard!" Cartman huffed, trying to make me pity him.
"I was busy playing on my new X-Box, so I didn't have time!" he said with a whiny tone. I looked at him with an unbelievable glare.
"No means no!" I said, rolling my eyes. "Go cheat off of someone else, dumbass." I turned away from him and bubbled in another answer.
"Pleaseeee! (Y/n), I'll give you my bag of cheesy poofs!" I ignored him, smiling innocently to myself. He was seriously getting on my nerves but I could only hope he would get caught talking to me. "I'm gonna tell my mom on you!" he started bitching again and then leaned over his desk, looking on my paper.
"Stop it!" I turned and pushed him away from me since he was too close for comfort. I flipped him off, turning my back to him.
"M-Mr. Garrison!" Cartman yelled, pretending to cry. "(Y/n) just flipped me off because I wouldn't give her the answer to number two!" he continued to cry. Mr. Garrison gave me a steady and stern look. Before he could open his mouth the other students looked towards us.
"(Y/n)! Go to the counselors office right now!" Mr. Garrison finally yelled and I looked at him with disbelief. I hope the fuck the does.
"But-" I tried defending myself as I shot daggers at Cartman and Mr.Garrison but he wouldn't listen.
"No 'buts' young lady! Take you and your cheating-self to the counselors office now!" I inhaled a deep breath and slowly got up. I then started flipping Cartman off, then Mr. Garrison, using both hands, taking turns each.
"You know what? Fuck you." I laughed sarcastically, then I started to flip everyone off. "Fuck you all! You're all dumb and I've always hated all of your dumbasses!" I screeched, ripping the test on my desk. I went over and ripped up Cartman's up too, throwing the residue in his face then Mr. Garrison's. I flipped everyone off one last time. I slammed the door behind me and I laughed my way to the counselor's office.
I got to the counselor!s office and heavily sat down, still pissed. After a few minutes I got called into Mr. Mackey's office, and he looked pissed, too. He had no right to be upset as I had every right to flip everyone off. They were all pieces of shit and absolutely deserved it, point blank period.
"(Y/n)! Were you trying to cheat on the exam? And did you flip everyone off? Cheating is bad, mkay!" Mr. Mackey said with disapproval. I gave him the most disgusted look and he was about to speak before a knock on the door interrupted him.
Suddenly another one of my fellow idiotic classmates came in and his name is Craig Tucker. Ironically, he may or may not be my crush. I stared at him as he just gave Mr. Mackey a bored stare and rolled his eyes.
"Craig, did you flip everyone off, too?!" Mr. Mackey yelled, his large and circular head starting to become red with fury. "Flipping people off is bad, mkay!" he said for the millionth time? "Now, both of you sit down." I mean I was already sitting down but Craig pulled up a chair besides me and in front of Mr. Mackey.
"Can you just hurry up?" Craig groaned. He crossed his arms as annoyance radiated from that hot asshole. His black hair with still in his iconic blue and yellow chullo as it messily popped out from underneath. He was wearing his most fitting blue hoodie with black ripped jeans and black Converse.
"No! You both need to know flipping people off is bad, mkay!" In sync, we both flipped him off at the same time. "Did you both just flip me off?!" Mr. Mackey's eyes started to twitch as his face became a lot more red than before.
"No." We said in sync again, but slower. Craig smirked as I tried to suppress my own.
"Yes you fucking did!" we flipped him off again like before. "You just did it ag- Stop flipping me off, mkay?!" Mr. Mackey slammed his tiny hands on his poor desk. I let out a tiny giggle as Craig turned over to me and looked at me amusingly. He raised his brows and I nodded. We both turned back to look at Mr. Mackey and for one last time, we gave him the finger.
In the end, we both only ended up with a month of detention. We were supposed to go to detention since school was over but we just hung out in the back of the school.
"Woah, (Y/n), I didn't know you were this cool." Craig said as he exhaled the nicotine he had been smoking. I cringed as he gave it to me.
"Thanks, I guess. I mean, I rub off on you, don't I?" I laughed dryly while Craig was staring at me up and down as he took his precious time.
"At least you learn from the best," I nodded and Craig smiled. I winked at him and handed him the cigarette back. "And you know what?" he asked, turning his head to the side.
"Hm?" I copied him as I tuned my head to the side, smirking at him as we made eye contact. It felt as if his eyes were roaming my body while I was completely naked but his eyes stayed fixated on mine. It gave me chills.
"It's hot." Craig smirked, leaning closer to me to a point where I could vividly smell his strong scented cologne. That's something I loved about him. His stupid cologne that made him smell so fucking sexy.
"Ha. Ha." I smiled mockingly, rolling my eyes.
"God, you don't know how hot it is when you roll those gorgeous eyes of yours. Or when you act like a bitch. That's such a turn on for me." Craig said with a serious face. He wrapped his hand around my ass.
"Shut up, Tucker." I said breathlessly, becoming red.
"I'm dead serious, it's hot." Craig smiled smugly. "You're hot." He bent over to whisper in my ear. I closed my eyes and bit my lip.
"Feelings mutual, Tucker. You're hot, too." I said in a quiet voice. Craig moves his focus from my ear to my lips that were slightly parted now, until we were merely four inches away from each other.
"I guess we were meant for each other, huh?" the sound of his deep nasally voice got me going. I closed my eyes and exhaled roughly, nodding eagerly. "(Y/n)?" Craig whispered, smirking.
"Yeah, Tucker?" my voice probably sounded desperate. I just wanted this asshole to fucking kiss me already. I bit my lip and the pursed them.
"I'm started to really, really like you." Craig sang quietly, winking at me.
"You're such a fucking tease, just come here already!" I grabbed his collar and roughly placed his lips onto mine. I could feel him smirking, but I wiped that smirk off, if you know what I mean. (LMAO I STARTED DYIIIGNGG IDK WHY)
"KISSING IS BAD, MKAY!"
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i looost it at the end why is it so terribly written imsosorry
buuuut huge huge credit to Danime-Ming bc i read her one-shot book in like a day and I rlly loved her book so that's what inspired me to write this book and start it
(edited and rewritten may 31, 2019)
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Fanfictioni wrote this when i was 11 so its amazingly shitty and cringy and there are a lot of mistakes pls dont take it seriously AND PLS REMEMBER THAT THE CHARACTERS ARE AGED UP regardless wine and dine bitches (cover art credit @ronironibebe)