My Demon Queen (M! Reader x Possessive H. Chandler)

Chapter One - Jocks

8:47 AM, after English Subject.

(Y/n) was casually eating and sitting with Veronica. It was recess time, Martha wasn't around, so is their other 'normal' friends. Veronica talked about how the years in this
school got weirder and more stressful.
Around them were different scenarios
awful ones, to be exact.

A jock, specifically Ram, is smashing lunch trays on people. That doesn't end their. Veronica's faced went from calm to horrified when Martha came,
walking to Ram and Kurt's way with her snack tray. She's obviously reading that bloody novel again.

(Y/n) was about to stand up and aid Martha when --- boom --- there goes
Martha's snack tray, all smudge over
her shirt and on the ground, even the book was spilled with the mango juice.

"Martha Dumptruck, ONE LOAD!!"
yelled Kurt and Ram, laughing obnoxiously and loudly as ever. (Y/n)
hissed. Everyone laughed too. Somebody even snorted, it was loud.
Martha teared, tears dropping to the
ground.

"Hey pick it up!" Veronica yelled at their faces. Kurt and Ram just looked
at her like she was unbelievable... in
fact, she was unbelievable. Ram's face
got a little closer to Veronica's.

"You got a zit right there." He simply said. Everybody just laughed at Veronica and Martha. (Y/n) finally
stood up and walked over the two obnoxious jocks.

"hey, Sweeney." he called.

"Somebody called me-----" Ram didn't
finish his sentence when one heavy punch was sent his way. He fell, to the
ground. Kurt looked at him.

"What the fuck Todd?" he asked.

"What the fuck to you too!" (y/n) said,
as he actioned to punch the other jock too. But he stopped when Veronica held his hand.

"Please, stop." Veronica said. (Y/n) blew a loud breath and hissed. He walked away from the jocks to his table.

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"That's Heather's crush right?"
McNamara asked Duke, who was
eating her french fries. Duke looked back and saw (Y/n) Todd. She smirked,
Chandler is now sitting and looking abruptly at (Y/n).

"Well, if it isn't (Y/n) Aiden Todd."
Heather Duke smirked. Heather McNamara giggled slightly and went
back to her strawberry juice.

Heather Chandler smirked.
She can't wait for Ram's
homecoming party. She's got plans.

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MATHEMATICS class started.
Everybody went inside, their facial
expressions like the zombies they've
watch from the movies. They sat at their chairs, lifeless and emotionless.
God, if they could just do something for Math to be easier.

"okay, class. How do you solve this
algebraic expression?" their Professor asked. It was review of what they learned last year. Everybody sighed and others mentally wish that the Professor won't call their name.

With that, the professor wrote the
expression on the board. Every student just wished that the school will burn down so that they wouldn't have math.

(3x + x2 - 4y7)3

Just seeing the numbers got everybody irritated. Veronica was
trying her very best and Martha was also finding a way to solve it. Actually,
a lot of them knew how to answer it,
they just don't really want to because of the fear that jocks will make them do their home works. (Y/n) was about to answer when somebody, raised their hand.

"hmm, a brave hand you have,
uh Miss..." the professor said.
But, he doesn't know who was the
one who dared to answer.

"Chandler, Heather Chandler."

"ah, very well then, how do you solve it?" the professor asked, daringly. Heather Chandler smirked, and open
her mouth.

"Don't you distribute the exponent?"
she answered, or questioned. Heather still had that annoying smirk on her face. The professor smiled. (Y/n) stayed silent when Heather Chandler passed by him and winked at him. Like, in a flirtious way. He never really mind... not to show off.. but he was kinda used to it.

Everyday, when they practice, those cheerleaders would either flirt at him or ask him out. Girls on the hallway would wink at him and ask if he wants their number. (Y/n) would politely decline, not like the other jock's who'd call them 'ugly' 'fat' or 'skinny'.

He's mind went back to Heather Chandler winking at him. While the strawberry blond was just finished winking at him, he gave a sly smirk.
Chandler had a small hint of pink on her cheeks, which made both (Y/n) and Veronica amused.

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"DID the real Heather Chandler
blushed when you smirked at her?!"
Veronica asked, gigging and she felt like fangirling. (Y/n) just shrug, even
rolled his eyes with a smile. Veronica drank almost three fourth of the Coke from her glass, as she felt yelling;
"My friend made Heather Chandler
blush!"

"Come on, forget it ever happened
'Ronica. It's not like it's a big deal."
he said. Veronica just looked at him,
unbelievable expression on her face.
(Y/n) ate his mash potato for launch
when Kurt and Ram showed up.

"Hey, dirt face!" Ram called him.
(Y/n) ignored them, so did Veronica.
But truthfully, he wanted to punch the both of them. Assholes, they might be gay for each other.
"I'm talking to you, Todd. The fuck
do you think you are?!"

(Y/n) stood up. Towering over the two shorter jocks who were just 5 inches shorter than him. Kurt and Ram looked up to him.

"I'm (Y/n) Aidan Todd... why'd you ask
Sweeney?" he held Ram's collar, and pushed him to the ground.
"Stop being childish, it's fucking annoying. How about, you eat your fucking lunch in peace?"

Kurt aided Ram back to his feet.

"You'll regret this, (Y/n)" Kurt said,
walking away. (Y/n) just smirked and sat down, continuing his lunch.

"Wow, you put a number in your head
(Y/n)" Veronica said, laughing. The male jock just smirked and ate the remaining contains of his tray.

"Yeah, the number one."