y/n= your name
l/n= last name
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Your POV:
Ever since you guys were little you were bff's. You did everything together, the two of you were inseparable. Well, that was until the summer of '74. That summer Peter started to hang out with the wrong crowd. The one's who smoked, drink, bully others, don't care. It broke your heart to see him like this. He abandoned you during the summer. You were lonely.
A week had passed since school started back up. You walked into grade 10 fresh, new and alone. Peter was with his new friends. You collected your timetable and saw that history was first up. "ugh" you groaned before being tripped by the leader of Peter's group, Reggie. "Oh look the little bitch can't even walk properly. what a loser." he exclaimed gaining a laugh from his goons. You stood up dusting yourself off and went back to walking to history.
**after lunch**
You were getting your books for biology. You felt someone near you. you sighed having a feeling you knew who it was. you sigh and say "What do you want Stephen?" you ask the pyromaniac of the trouble makers. "Don't speak to me in that tone, doll face." he says slamming your grey locker door shut causing you to jump. "I have a name and it's not-" "shut it l/n." he says angrily. "I just want you." Stephen whispers 'seductively' trapping you with his hands on either side of your face. Your back digging into the locker. "OI YOU TWO, GET TO CLASS!" a teachers voice booms through the empty corridor. Stephen backs a way and walks away from the classrooms while you run the opposite direction.
**end of the day**
RRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNGGGGGG goes the bell signalling the best part of the day. You quickly pack up your things before walking out of the classroom. You put your books away and grab your bag.
Quickly walking through the corridor trying to avoid Peter and his new friends. Suddenly you feel someone push you against the cold metal lockers. You look up to see, the last person you wanted to see. Peter Brady was standing in front of you smelling like cigarettes. He licks his lips while starring into your eyes. You couldn't bare to look at him. "Owww!" you scream as you hit the ground. "Thats what you get you fat, dumb, shit." Said Peter before kicking you in the stomach and walking away, laughing with his friends. The tears started flowing out of your eyes and they couldn't stop. You sit against the lockers with your head in your hands, crying.
You didn't move for like another 15 minutes. School was empty expect for a few teachers walking around but they were too busy to help. You felt a hand on your shoulder causing you to look up. You see him, Peter Brady. "I'm so sorry." he says with the pain in his eyes. It looked like he was about to cry. He stands in front of you extending his hand for you. Your eyes show pure terror and reject him. Peters face softens and says its ok. You slowly stand up. "What do you want?" you ask quickly looking down. "I wanted to apologise for how I've been treating you." you look at him and shake your head. "I'm sorry but I can't accept it." His face drops and you can see his eyes water. "Peter you've hurt me too much." You say with your voice shaking. "Y/n I promise I will change." "BUT PETER YOU WONT CHANGE!" You yell at him before shrinking. "I'm sorry. Goodbye ex-best friend." and with that you walked away, not looking back. Peter stood there head down.
"I-I'm s-sorry." he whispers turning his head towards you.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I'm not planning to do part 2 to this, I kinda like it sad.
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The Brady Bunch imagines (X READER)
RandomJust randomly started to write these imagines. I wanted to write these so we could remember this wonderful and magical TV show. I will only be writing imagines on Greg, Peter and Bobby. Send in imagine ideas if ya want. Honestly, I don't really know...