Imagines/oneshots Book 1

113. Ted "Theodore" logan - there's no 'i' in fight

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Song: runaround by van Halen
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I walked up the front stairs of San dimas high with Bill and Ted. They were my two best friends but we had only recently started hanging out. After the boys report they were praised by most of the school; by everyone except me. So being the two knuckleheads that they are they wanted to find out why. After promptly telling them their report was cool but seemed like a hoax they accepted it and decided to take me under their wing. I think it was partially because they were hoping I'd get bullied less but that didn't really seem to make a difference. Upon walking through the double doors i was immediately pushed away from the two boys.

"What the hell cara?"

I heard Ted.

"Yeah most non-triumphant dudette"

I heard bill chime in. But I couldn't see them, the most popular bitch in school was standing between me and them with her possé surrounding her.

"Can I help you cara?"

I snapped at her. She gave me a ride look, brow raised and a smirk across her lips.

"I just want you to know that hanging out with them doesn't make you cool. You're still the same rat you were before."

I nodded.

"What a great reminder for..."

I looked down at my watch.

"Seven thirty in the morning."

I shrugged.

"But Still a rat, got it."

Her group laughed quietly to themselves before she turned on her heel to look at my two friends.

"And you guys really shouldn't be hanging out with her either. Now that you're the talk of the school you wouldn't want to harm your reputation. Specially you Ted, you're too good for her, and I'm sure the rest of the swim team probably agrees."

He scratched the back of his head in discomfort.

"I guess that's just your opinion."

She huffed and crossed her hands over her chest.

"It's the only valid opinion of her Theodore. And besides, I heard you were skipping practice to hang out with her and that's not very righteous dude."

His eyes went kind of wide in shock t she had at what had called him. In all the years of us going to school together no one had ever called him that. Not teachers, not principles, not even his dad.

"How would you know? And don't call him that."

Cara turned abruptly to look at me with a fire in her eyes.

"I'm sorry what was that rat?"

I stepped closer to her.

"Hes not skipping practice because of me and he doesn't like being called that."

She stepped closer too, challenging me.

"That's not what I heard, playing hookie isn't a good way to get scholarships. And I'll call him whatever I so please, rat."

Next thing I knew I had pushed her, hard. Hard enough to make her loose her balance. When she stood back up she slapped me with all her might. Before I could hit her back Ted was stood between the two of us.