When seventh period, the last class of the day, rolled around, I walked to my chemistry class. I was actually excited because my best friend, (B/F/N) best friends name was in the same class.
We met up in front of the classroom and walked in with a few minutes left to spare .
“So (Y/N), what did you do this summer? And I mean when we werent hanging out.” (B/F/N) asked me trying to make conversation, and really, I had basically stayed at her house all summer
“Same old, same old. Moms using more and more, Juniper had been at her friend Sophie’s when I went to your house because I made her and didn’t want her with Mom when I wasn’t there. When I went back to our house, I picked her up on my way back and I basically took care of her and worked that’s all.” I was practically done with with our mother. She never takes care of us, I am the one who works and uses the money for necessities, unlike my mother whom only works for drugs.
“(Y/N/N) your nickname , I’m trully, really sorry that you and Juni have to go through that. I can’t imagine what you’re going through right now.” Coming from the girl that’s an only child, that’s spoiled rotten, and has a perfect family.
“Yeah, I know poor wittle ol’ moi. I can take care of me and Buggy, it’s actually pretty easy taking care of her and I.” I had stopped there because the tardy bell had rung and everyone sat in a seat and the teacher had came in and sat on top of his desk that was in front of the room.
Woah, I thought. He’s pretty hot with his dirty blonde hair and bright emerald eyes. I didn’t really pay attention to what he was saying, I was only paying attention to his lips and beauty. He only looks around 22 years of age. I shook the thought off when I heard knocking at the classroom door, it opening up, and the teacher asking, “Mr. Hunter why in the name of heaven are you ten minutes late.” My head jerked up when I heard the words “Mr. Hunter” because I knew exactly who the teacher, whose name is Mr. Lewis, was addressing.
“Well, you see sir, I had some trouble finding the classroom do I asked Miss. Anthony for directions and now I am here.” Mr. Lewis and I both rolled out eyes at his bullshit.
“Okay Mr. Hunter I trust you this time. Now can go sit down by,” he looked around the room to find an empty seat, which there were plenty of. “Miss. (L/N) please.”
Oh fucking shit, I thought. Kade looked around trying to find me, and when he found me with my head down and my (H/C) hair framing my face, he smiled devilishly at me, walked over to the desk next to me, and sat down.
“Well my little bitch,” he whispered so only I could hear him, “seems like we have one class with each other and I can play with you a little more than usual.” He was smirking all the while. But what I didn’t know that he did was that the teacher had just said that this will be the seats we will have all year.
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Why is it always me? (A yandere Bad Boy X Reader) A bully x bullied
Jugendliteratur(Y/N) (L/n) is just a normal junior at her nearby high school. She has been bullied since she moved to (Y/H/T) from Sacramento, California which was in 3rd grade. The bully's name has made her cringe with fear every time his name was said. Kade Hunt...
