Y/N POV
I was that 'typical bad girl' in Riverdale, I have ties with the gang here, family business per say. Let's just say I don't got many friends, just the gang, Betty, Ronnie, Archie, Kevin and them. Alright enough introduction.
BEEP BEEP BEEP
I groan as I slam my hand harshly on the alarm clock, fucking hate that thing to death, let me sleep goddamit!
I slide of of bed and head to my shower, after I'm down I dry myself and get dressed. Grey tank top, leather jacket, black skinny jeans, and some high-laced combat boots.
My everyday outfit.
I grab my bag and start shoving books and shit in there, I carefully slide my sketchbook in with my pencils. Forgot to mention I draw.
I make myself a quick sandwich, scarf that down and I'm out the door.
Walking to school makes me feel fucking badass as hell, people make a path for me, and they know not to pick a fight-
"Hey! L/N!" Except for one girl, Cheryl fuckin Blossom, that bitchy ass rich slut
"The fuck you want Blossom? I'm trying to get to class here" I look back t her with an icy glare.
"Shut up, you know, you don't look all that tough. Just some combat boots and shit, what a fucking fake ass bitch" I growl and start to walk away.
"Hey! Don't walk away Slut!" I stop in my tracks, no body calls me a fucking slut, I'm NOT like my mother.
I then heard giggling and laughter, the whole school joined Cheryl, hollering
"Slut!"
"Bitch!"
"WHORE!" I turn around and swiftly started to stomp back around to the bitch, she looks at me and smugly smirks.
I stop when our faces are an inch apart, I grab her designer shit and harshly pull her closer.
"Don't. You ever. EVER. Fucking call me a goddamn slut, Blossom" I spit venom with every word.
"Ew! Don't touch me" She shoved me back.
Before I could get ready to beat her ass I feel a stinging pain on my left cheek, my head whipped to my side, and my lip started bleeding.
I hear Cheryl's cackling, I look up and give her a fucking crazy ass murdering bitch look before wiping my mouth and inspecting the blood.
I look around and see shocked students recording n their phones.
I chuckle darkly and look up to her with a look of regret and completely scared shitless face.
I charged at her and straddled her on the ground. I ain't no skinny bitch, I got some weight on me. I started to throw punches at her stupid pretty face.
She flairs her arms around, hands in fists, she aims for my head but I dodge each one. Slow ass bitch
I get up and she starts to stand. I snatch her hair and slam her head against my knee several times. I stop and tower above her she looks up, mouth bleeding and bruised face.
Okay maybe I went a little too far...
She mutters something, and smirks.
"The fuck you say bitch?" I growl lowly.
"I said, slut!" She really don't learn. At this point I'm furious, I fucking roundhouse kick her head and her body is tossed onto students against the locker. shit, I really need to control my anger. I eyes wander around the students faces, fear and flabbergasted.
"Maybe, that'll teach you all to Never call me a slut and never pick a fuckin fight with me" I shout loudly to the crowd I've made.
Everyone scatters away in different direction, I look over to Cheryl and see a few of her minions dragging her.
I grab my bag and walk to class.
A/N Okay this isn't really a oneshot but I just wanted to write this idk...lol bye
