He Lost a Bet

Never lose a bet against the girls from 1-A

I blubbered quietly to myself as I changed into the outfit I had to wear for a whole week of classes.... I known when I'd made the bet that I'd lose, but my god damned pride got in the way, refusing to let me refuse the bet, and now I would be paying for that stupid mistake for five days of hell. Seven hours of wearing this god damn thing in a public place for seven hours straight..... I wept as I looked at myself in a full body mirror. I looked so much like a girl it hurt my pride. But I knew that it would only get worse.

I figeted with the edge of the very short skirt as i walked down the halls of the school, the wig I was wearing swishing against the material of my shirt, and I felt like Todoroki had finally decided to use his fire quirk, except using my face to test his power. I would never be able to live this down. Miserably, I slid open the door, completely ignoring the looks I got from everyone around me. Several girls squealed, and the next thing I knew, I was on my ass in the hallway with three girls screeching in my ears and hugging me. I grumbled as I moved, trying to keep my skirt from exposing any more than it already had.

I almost got whiplash as the girls dragged me into the room and sat me down on Aizawa sensei's desk. Then, they all brought out rediculously large bags of make up, and I almost cried again, but before I could, Momo was covering my face with powder, and all I could do was try to avoid coughing for fear of getting yelled at. Fifteen minutes later, they pulled out a curling iron from somewhere, and grinned at me as Uraraka got to work. At some point, all of the girls had joined in with the crowd, shouting out suggestions and blocking my veiw of the boys of the class, and hopefully their veiw of me. But then, they stepped back to admire their work, and before anyone could stop me, I buried my face in my hands, feeling my face flush in embarassment. I wanted this day to be over with, but unfortunately it was only homeroom. Mina grabbed my wrists, pulling my hands away from my face with strength I hadn't expected from the pink-haired girl.

When I looked up at the guys, several of them, including Todoroki and Kacchan were red. Mineta walked towards me, giving me a perverted smile, and I shivered. I stood up straight, glaring at him, letting lightening start crackling around me. He backed up, and as I stalked towards him, I let a grin crawl across my face. "If this punishment can be used for anything, it could be used to get your ass suspended for harrassment. So don't even bother trying to flirt with me, or you'll find your ass in orbit so damn fast, you'll have no idea what hit him. And I promise it won't be because of Uraraka's zero gravity quirk. Got it, you damn perv?" He gulped nervously, nodding quickly, and I smiled grimly as I bent down to his level, my grin even worse than the glare, because I was obviously still pissed. "Besides, Mineta. You're like a little child. And every girl in this school is so far out of league, it's ridiculously funny." I stood up, smiling as I walked to my desk. "Just keep my little warning in mind the next time to try to flirt and/or perv on another girl in this class. I'd hate it if something were to happen to you, because you have such a good chance of becoming a hero." I giggled, and everyone stared at me with various levels of shock, horror, and amusement.

Thus, my five days of hell began with an interesting start. And as I got curious glances from people inside and outside of class 1-A, I found that it didn't bother me quite as much as before. But one of my favorite parts of the first day dressed as a girl was when a guy tried to flirt with me, and Kacchan and Todoroki punched him away at the exact same time. He hit the wall with a bang, but then the two boys started fighting each other, and I was suddenly reminded of the anime Fairy Tail. They did tend to fight like Gray and Natsu a lot. I laughed at the thought.

Fufufu,  my dear little Deku. I have so many interest things planned for you.... Not even All Might can save you from a threat that is all-powerful in deciding your fates. BOW DOWN BEFORE YOUR AUTHOR, YOU PATHETIC MORTALS! That means you as well, Kacchan.

Kacchan: Yeah? Well, fuck you, you shitty fangirl! You don't own me!

Me: But I could punish you if you try to rebel against your fate. Just keep that in mind. And it won't be the kinky version of punishment that you're secretly wishing for from Deku.

Kacchan: *Completely red in the face, neck, and ears* T-that's bullcrap! Fuck you, shitty girl! Why would I have feelings for that shitty, no good nerd?!

Me: Awwww, is our little Kacchan flustered? And so rude too! Deku get in here and give your man a bj to get him to calm the fuck down!

Deku/Kacchan: FUCK YOU, YOU CRAZY BITCH!

Me: Well, it's not a live porno, but it's synchronization! And Deku cursed! I'm so proud, I could cry. Except for the fact that I haven't cried in years. Deku, there may be hope for you yet. Now, NATSU! LUCY! Do the disclaimer thing that everybody else on Wattpad does. I need coffee and a nap.

Aizawa sensei: Same.

Lucy/Natsu: This fangirl does not own My Hero Academia, which is a good thing, or else she'd completely mess it up, turning it into a show so gay, it'd put Edward Cullen to shame.

Happy: AYE, SIR!!!

Edward: HEY! I'm married to Bella! I'm not gay!

Me: Shhh, come back when someone cares, darling. You sparkle too much, so therefore, you are quite gay.

Simon Wolfgard: God damn, I prefer the Sanguinati. At least Vlad helps out Meg with the liaison job and with running Howling Good Reads... This guy just seems so.... Useless.

Me: Simon Wolfgard is one of my favorite characters from the Others series by Anne Bishop. It's an amazing read, something that I would definitely recommend. Vampires don't sparkle in it either. Now, I have to go! Tell me what you think, and have a fabulous day, darling