I walked into the School office, holding a ice pack to my face, it wasn't often that I came into the office, at least not before (B/n) [bully name] had come to the School. I sat down at a chair, refusing to look the principle in the eyes.
"(Y/n).." he said softly, "We'll resolve this-" he cut him self off when he heard the door slam open, it was (B/n). "You." They spat, pointing at me. I stood up, they had a look in their face, I knew what it meant. In a swift movement, (B/n) had jumped onto me and had started to punch me, and beat me up. I cried for help, but (P/n) [principle name] only watched in shock, not knowing what to do.
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I walked out of the office with a beat up, bloody face. (B/n) had been taken home, and expelled. I stared at the floor, sniffling and rubbing my eyes, but I noticed movement in the corner of my eye, that suddenly stopped. I looked up, and blinked.It was Matt, Matt Hargreaves. I was surprised to see that he had stopped to see the damage. Matt was.. Not exactly a bully, but a complete asshole. I looked away, knowing he would make fun and continued to walk, And I heard footsteps, or at least one. I didn't know it, but Matt took a step forward, to approach me but stopped him self.
He didn't want to ruin a reputation he had gained from the age of preschool.
I had started to walk away to my class, my last period class. I heard footsteps, slowly getting softer and softer behind me.
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I usually stay a few hours after school, in the library. Waiting. I usually waited because I didn't want to have interaction with anyone on campus. Not anyone that was mean. Especially not (B/n). Yes, they were expelled but that didn't mean they wouldn't come back.I walked out of the school. It was getting close to dark outside, it was 4 right now. It was the winter. It had started to get colder and colder, and it was said to snow next week.
"Why do you get out so late?" I paused when I heard a voice behind me, I turned around. Once again, Matt. I blinked, shaking my head a bit trying to process what was going on. Matt was sitting on a step from the school, I usually went down the ramp. "I should ask the same.." I said softly.
"Speak up, I can't hear you." Matt stood up "Unless you want me to speak like this?" Matt whispered softly, to mock me. I rolled my eyes and had started to walk away. I felt a hand on my shoulder, then I felt it turn me around "I didn't come here to mock you." he said, I was confused but only blinked and nodded.
"Could you help me with my homework?" he asked, I sighed and nodded my head, "Yeah. Just give it to me and I'll have it done in the morning." I held out my hand. I often did work for people like Matt, that didn't care. "Great." Matt smiled, or it seemed he did and had started to walk off. This confused me, "Where are you going?" I asked following him. "Home, I forgot my home work there. Also, do you mind if you do it at my house? I have to pretend like you're tutoring me." he said to her, "My parents asked me to look for a tutor." he looked back at me, his expression confused me. Was he happy, or not?
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When we finally made it to his room, I was surprised to see his room was Tidy, I went up to his desk and sat down, reaching for a pencil. "Okay so what's the homework?" I asked and Matt went over to his backpack, taking out a paper. He handed it to me, I looked at the questions and had started to answer them, It was English I suspected.But the last question confused me.
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"Will you date me?"
Yes No
--------------------I looked over at him, he was peering over my shoulder. "Oh yeah, that's a a question I really need a answer for.."
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Eddsworld X Reader [Discontinued]
FanfictionJust some x reader one shots -cover art not mine -i do not own Eddsworld or any of its characters -Slow Updates (Warnings) This Book Does Contain Sexual Content, physical illness, Mental illness, Depression, Suicidal Tendencies, Suicide, Blood, An...