Misfits °×Connor Murphy x Reader×°

Chapter 1:

Thank you Petlover1116 for the beginning of the chapter. (the good parts)
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Alone has always been my thing. Alone at home cause everyone's at work, alone at school because- let's face it, I'm a total loser. I don't exist to anyone. The only time I was noticed was when I fell flat on my face in 9th grade while running in gym class. But that was bad attention.

So here I sit in class, alone. Alone like always trying to pay attention to the most boring lesson my History teacher could have ever thought of you give to students.

And then he walked in.

"Mr.Murphy," The teacher spits out like its poison, "You're late."

All eyes are on the scrawny long-haired male that stands in the doorway gripping the strap of his brown messenger bag.

"Sorry." He mutters before making his way over to the last empty seat. The one right beside me.

I hear him mutter under his breath when the teacher goes back to the lesson, "Bitch..."

I try and muffle a light laugh. His eyes flick over to me and I feel myself freeze under his gaze. His resting bitch face seems to defrost a bit before returning back to its original form.

My body became tense, and the grip of my pencil got tighter.

I look down my paper and try my best to catch up with the teacher. I let out a sigh, knowing that there was no use of trying to catch up.

I glance at the boy sitting next to me. He was gently tapping his pencil on the corner of his desk. He was staring off into space, his mind obviously in a different reality than ours at the moment. He looked calm as if his threatening demeanor washed away.

I wasn't as tense anymore, my shoulders became relaxed, and I let go of my pencil.

Soon, the bell rang, I quickly grabbed my things.

"Remeber, we will be meeting in the library, so you can find books for your research projects." Mr. Jones reminded us. I toned him out after that, the rest didn't seem too important. I rushed out of the class.

The first period is over

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The lunch period has got to be the time of the day that I hate the most. I don't really have any friends, so I sit alone.

I sit down at a table that only has two other people sitting, two boys to be exact.

I sat down and grabbed my lunch bag out of my backpack. I opened the brown, paper bag and saw a note.

Have a good day at school love, and try talking to the other kids.

~Sincerly, your mother

I rolled my eyes at the note and crumbled it up.

"Evan, I told you, we are not friends."

I looked at the other side of the table.

There was a shorter boy will glasses, on one side, and a boy with a blue and white striped shirt on the other. The boy with the glasses looked frustrated. I decided it was none of my business and ate my lunch

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Helllooooo I hoped you liked the first chapter. Just so you know, i have no idea where this book is going. Anyway, I hope you all have an awesome day!