The Brady Bunch imagines (X READER)

Peter Brady

y/n= your name

l/n= your last name

WARNING: language

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Your POV:

You and Peter were best friends, You did everything together. Sadly being an hormonal teenager, you had a major crush on him. It sucked. You saw him getting girlfriends left, right and centre and then there was you who had never been kissed. 

It was Monday morning and you woke up late for school, meaning you were late for your first class history. You race into the classroom missing the bell by 10 minutes. "Miss l/n where have you been?" your teacher says. "I'm sorry Mrs y/t/n, I woke up late." you reply having all the eyes on you. "Well, you know what this calls for, another detention." She says writing you a dentition slip. You walked up to her not giving any fucks and grabbed the slip. Everyone still their eyes on you while you took your seat. 

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"Another detention  y/n? seriously you need to get an alarm." Peter says as the two of exit the classroom. "Yeah I know, but sleeping in is just so much better than this hell." You reached your locker and grabbed your books for the next class. "Are you still gonna help me with my maths? after my detention?" You ask all innocently. "Yes of course, just meet me in our usual spot in the library ok?" "Yep sounds good. Cya, I've gotta go to English." you reply as Peter waves back. 'god, he is amazing.'

**after detention, at the library**

"Guess who." you say putting your hands over his eyes. "Ummmmm Evel Knievel" the both of you laugh at his answer and sit in the chair next to him. "Ok, lets get started." he says ready to get started. You groan and take out the textbooks needed. "y/n it's not too bad." "Peter this will be the bloody death of me?!" you say loudly. "SSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHH" the cranky librarian yells at you. "Sorry!" you whisper back.

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"x equals 28+8- a/6. Get it?" He says all mathematically. "No, it doesn't make sense. It's too hard, I'm never gonna get it!" You snap back at him. "y/n just calm down, ok? you're gonna get it." At this point your faces were so close they were basically touching. You noticed Peter looking into your eyes and then at your lips. Suddenly he started leaning in and so did you and you lips touched. This was your first kiss and it was your best friend! You pulled away and said "Wow." "Yeah, wow." He said amazed. "Fuck it" he whispers to himself. " Y/n I really like you and have for a while, will you be my girlfriend?" He says very awkwardly. "Peter I've liked you for the longest time as well of course I will." You reply with a slight giggle at the end. You look at time and it's 5:30. "Shit, Peter I'm so sorry but I've gotta get home, like now. Bye!" You give him a peck on the check and run out of the library with your things.

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