You are Pete's little sister. You and Firkle are 11 years old and in the 6th grade and the other Goths are 16 and in the 10th grade. Read to find out more.
ART IS NOT MINE
Warning: Bullying
This is my first fan fiction I have ever written so it will...
A/N: I'm sorry it took so long to make a second chapter ;-;
Y/N pov and time skip ~ Its lunch time and The Goth kids and I are sitting in our usual spots back of the school, smoking and listening to music. "This school sucks, there are so many conformists." Complained Henrietta, taking a long drag from her cigarette. We nod our heads in agreement.
"We already have homework and it's the first day of school." Firkle said.
"Fuck that, I'm not doing it." I said and took out my sketch book.
"Same, do you want to come over to burn it later?" Firkle asked.
"Hell yeah." I replied and started sketching a black rose flower I saw next to a tree near the spot I was sitting. Then I got an idea and put down my sketch book and started to walk toward the flowers.
"Where are you going?" Pete asked and flipped his hair.
"I have an idea." I replied not looking back at my brother.
"Oh god" Michael murmured.
I ignored him and went to picking the flowers. I took out a metal ring from my pocket that I was planning to use on mr. Garrison and tied the black roses on it.
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I walked back to the group with the flower crown behind my back.
"Okay what the fuck did you do this time?" Pete asked.
"I'll show you but I need Firkle to close his eyes." I replied looking at Firkle. He sighed and closed his eyes. I walked over to him and placed the flower crown on his head. Awe he is so cute. I blushed slightly at the thought. I stood back so everyone could see.
"Okay, you can open your eyes now!" I told Firkle.
"What did you put on my head Y/N?" Firkle said as he opened his eyes. I pulled out my phone a took a picture of him and showed him the photo. He blushed a dark shade of red.
"Delete that now!" Firkle yelled trying to get my phone.
"No! Can I at least draw you before I get rid of it? Please." I asked looking to him the cutest way I could think of. Firkle groaned.
"Fine, but be quick." He said, still looking red as a tomato. I smiled and sat next to him and started drawing him. Once I finished the drawing I showed it to the rest of the group.
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(This but with black flowers)
"That's pretty good Y/N." Said Michael
"Thanks." I closed my sketch book and got out a cigarette. When I was about to ask Firkle if I would use his lighter I remembered that I have a backup one in my locker.
"I'm going to get my backup lighter from my locker." I said standing up.
"You can just use mine." Firkle offered standing up with me.
"Nah, it's ok I can just get the one from my locker, it no big deal." I replied shrugging.
"Plus, I need to get the homework we are going to burn later." I said picking up my heavy bag.
"Let me carry that for you." Firkle said taking the bag from my hands. I was about to say I can do it when he stopped me.
"I'm not taking no for an answer." Firkle said pointing at me. I giggled slightly and walked to the door opening it for him and I, not realizing he still had the flower crown on.
Pete's pov~ There is something up with those to. When Y/N put the flower crown on Firkle they acted like we weren't there.
"Guys, do you think something is going on between Y/N and Firkle?" I asked flipping my hair.
"What do you mean?" asked Michael.
"I mean, did you see when Y/N put the flower crown on Firkle, how they acted like we weren't there, and how Y/N blushed after she put the flower crown on Firkle?" I replied taking a drag from my cigarette.
"I saw that, it was a little weird." Henrietta said.
"What if Firkle likes Y/N, or Y/N likes Firkle?" Michael said.
"How would we know without asking Y/N or Firkle? We can't just walk up to them and ask." I said looking at Michael.
"Well we could, but not together." Henrietta said.
"I can ask Firkle and Pete can ask Y/N." Michael suggested.
"Why do I have to ask Y/N, can't Henrietta do it." I protested.
"You have to ask her because she is your sister but you can't go up to her and just straight up ask her." Henrietta said.
"Then how do I ask her without asking her?"I asked.
"We know they are going to Firkle's house to burn their homework, so when she is gone go to her room and look around, look in her sketch book or look for a diary, you could even ask her how did the burning go with Firkle and see how she reacts." Said Henrietta.
"Michael can probably just ask Firkle." Henrietta added.
"Okay, thanks Henrietta." I said, she nodded in response.
"Wait, Pete and I are doing all of the work, what are you going to do?" Michael asked Henrietta.
"Well I can follow them when they go burn their homework, see if they do anything interesting. If they do I will take a picture and sent it to you guys." Henrietta replied.
"Then we have a plan. Michael will ask Firkle if he likes Y/N, Henrietta will follow them and see if anything interesting happens, and I will look for something in Y/N's room to indicate that she likes Firkle." I said flipping hair out of my face. They nooded in agreement.
Then the back door opened and Y/N and Firkle came out. Y/N was laughing about something Firkle said and Firkle was smiling, both were blushing. There is definitely something up with those to.
A/N: Sorry this took so long to come out. I'll try to be more productive with updating this. I hope you liked it.
