What Are You Doing To Me? ~Todoroki x Aizawas daughter! reader~

Chapter 11: Assumptions (1355 Words) (Short Chapter!)

It was Friday and we would be doing to sports festival in two weeks, everyone was super exited! We where siting in our classroom talking to one another when the lunch bell rang. Suddenly a ton of kids where at our 1-A's door in a matter of seconds.

"Um, why the heck are you all here?" Uraraka questioned. "Do you students have some sort of business with our class?" Iida asked. "Why are you blocking our door? I won't let you hold us hostage!" Mineta then cut in. Bakugou then stepped up, walking to the door. "There scouting out the competition, idiots. We're the class that survived a real villian attack. They wanna see us with there own eyes." He stopped right infront of it. "At least now you know what a further pro looks like. Now move it extras."

"God, you need to stop being so arrogant." I started rolling my eyes. "One day your big mouth is gonna get yourself and the rest of us in trouble." Then iida cut me off before I could say anything else. "You can't walk around calling people "extras" just because you don't know who they are!" His arm was moving in his classic chopping motion.

Suddenly a kid with purple hair and eyes walked up to the door. "So this is class 1-A. I heard you guys where impressive, but you just sound like an ass. Is everyone is the hero course delusional, or just you?" I was about to speak up and yell a "just him" when I was cut off by purple hair talking again. "How sad to come here and find a bunch of ego maniacs." I had endured a lot this past two weeks.

I had endured seeing my dad almost die, seeing him laying in a hospital bed unresponsive, I've had the hardest training of my life, not to mention biting my tounge at the stupid shit some kids (Bakugou and the pervert) and teachers have said, but this picked the last strand of sanity I had. I took one step and Tokoyami was behind me, holding my arm. I looked behind me and saw Tokoyami shaking his head no with his eyes closed.

But, when he looked back up at me and opened his eyes, I don't know what happened, but he looked straight up terrified. He still held a good grip on me though. He looked in the direction of what I assume is another person, I just scoffed and looked back at the purple headed male. 'If he makes anymore assumptions about me, I'll rip his head off.' I thought to myself as the kid started speaking again.

"I wanted to be in the hero course, but like many others here, I was forced to choose a different track. Such is life. I didn't cut it the first time around, but I have another chance. If any of us do well in the sports festival, the teachers can decide to transfer us to the hero course. And they'll have to transfer other people out to make room." He started looking at everyone in the classroom.

"Scouting the competition? Maybe some of my peers, but I'm here to let you know that if you don't bring your very best, I'll steal your spot right from under you. Consider this a declaration of war." He turned and took one step to leave when he turned back around. He looked directly at me and said, "Oh, and daddy's not aloud to help you this time~"

I ripped my arm away form Tokoyami. "What the fuck did you just say!" I hissed. Some people tired to reach out to me put I simply pushed there hands away. "I said, "daddy's not aloud to help you this ti-" I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pulled him towards me so our faces where inches apart.

"Listen here, bud. I worked my ass of to get where I am right now. I never told my dad to put me in recommendations, he chose to. If you know my father, then you would for sure know that he is not one to let people just "slide by." He pushes you to the point of exhaustion and if you can't keep up it's no "let's switch you out so you can be with people on the same level as you" no. You get expelled. He expelled more then half of his class last year before the sports festival. If he really didn't believe in any of us, he wouldn't have kept us here. He wouldn't have put me in on recommendations if he didn't believe in me."

"I've been through more shit then you have, me and my whole class had gotten attacked by villians, my dad almost died, both in the hospital and at the USJ, my dad has put me and my classmates through the most difficult training I've ever had, and that's saying something because my father and Present Mic helped me train when I was 10 leading up till now. And I hope you know, us kids on recommendations didn't just sit on our asses while you guys took the entrance test, we took the same tests as you, just 10 times more difficult. If you failed, you didn't get put in a different class other then
1-A, you did get put in any class. So tell me again I'm a spoiled, little egotistic, gets anything from daddy, bitch baby, and I'll make you relive the worst events in your life, and give you some new ones." I looked into his eyes with a hard core glare for more then ten seconds. "Test. Me. Again. I. Dare. You."

I pushed him and walked to the teachers lounge to ask for the VIP training pass so I could past the lunch period by punching a punching bag to get out my anger. So I did. I hit, kicked, and punched it, pretending it was the purple haired kid. I'm normally a cool headed person, but try to make assumptions about me and I'll crack faster then Bakugou.

I thought about how much time I had left before the sports festival. 'Two week, I have two weeks to train and then it's all in the teachers control from there.' We wouldn't be knowing what activities we would do untill the day of the festival. I knew if I asked I would get a "I'm not telling you" from all the teachers, so there was no point in doing that.

Though, it's not like I would ask, i wanted to be treated like any other student in this school. I wanted to be taken seriously. But most of all, I wanted to prove that kid wrong. I put one real good kick on the punching bag when I heard the bell ring, signalling it was time for class.

After school I had gone to the gym and stayed for about an hour, then my dad and Mic and me do quirk training. We also did some physical exercises. It was like this for the remaining time I had till the sports festival. And when the day before the festival, I was nurvous deyond believe.

I had thought and planed out every possible outcome, it didn't help that my dad had to stay at work late today so he could set up everything with the other teachers, so I was home alone left to my thoughts. By the time the clock had struck 9 I thought that, maybe if I get a good night's rest, I'd do better in the morning then if I where to go to bed when I regularly do.

I showered, brushed me teeth, all that good stuff, texted me dad a good night because he wouldn't be home till way later, and went to sleep.

(A/N)
Is this short, yes, but I will be doing all 29, possibley 30 episodes of the Sports Festival in one or two chapter, so those will be extra long. Might take me a while to do them tho, ya, that's all I had to say.