disaster [stanley barber x reader]

one

I hadn't any idea as to what to do anymore, it was the dawn of my first day of sophmore year, i was nervous yes.

dear diary, i want to drop out of school.

i awoke at a totally outrageous time, super early to throw on a few threads,

(u chose between them, comment below!)
i chose one of them and threw it on, i fixed my hair by curling it and tying some of it up.

i hadn't given a fuck at all, but at the same time i didn't want to look stupid.

walking down stairs, i saw my father (or mom) who sat at the table before me, a plate of bacon in front of him and a full breakfast across from him. i sat down and began to eat the breakfast he prepared

"so, first day!" he said half enthusiastic, i just stared at him and gave him a tiny smile.

"tough crowd huh?" he asked, i just giggled

"dad i'm just not in the mood" i smiled at him mouth full of eggs, he smiled back and ruffled my hair.

"hey so i think i'm gonna catch the bus for school today..." i say raising my eyebrows and looking at my plate.

"what? chiclet i thought we decided that you weren't gonna ride the bus anymore, i thought you had a ride." dad rolls his eyes and i roll them back

"well i couldn't find anyone to take me, i don't exactly have many people." i wipe my lips with a napkin

"what about the barbor boy?" i choke on my chocolate milk

"what?" i ask starteled, when we first moved in i had told my dad i thought stanley barbor was cute.

"yeah i see him driving around all the time" he furrows his brows, teasing me, i punch his arm playfully.

"yeah right. i gotta blast dad, love you!" i say running out the door after grabbing my bag

"see ya chiclet!"

my feet grind against the gravel road, my platform vans crunching the gravel. normally i would have taken the bus, but after the incident last year i started walking. i didn't really want to take the bus, i guess so i walked this time.

just as i'm about to be near a road sign, i can hear a call pull up behind me and call my name

"y/n, is it?" it was a cheerful, nice sounding voice. i turn around

there sat in his car, the weirdly intriguing and attractive stanley barber in front of me. he knew my name. it felt like it was in slow motion, no actually that's just his car window rolling down. i change my mind, he's just weird.

"uh... yeah..." i stutter walking up to the window. i wait for an awkward 20 seconds until his window is rolled down

"so...yeah, we're neighbors." i straighten my mouth and nod at his remark.

"that we are.." i say as i watch stanley wipe a curl out of his face.

"yep..-"
"well i'm gonna go-" i gesture my thumb back
"yeah yeah me too... see ya!" he rolls his window up and drives off.

weird.

school. the most dreaded thing in this entire nation.
i start my day off with a hefty breakfast of prepackaged and sweaty feeling mini pancakes, sweaty from the condensation, and apple juice that taste like how cat piss smells. but it hadnt mattered, i was eating, and somewhat happy.

once period two rolls around, today i felt something wet happen in my underwear. it was a good amount that i couldn't tell if it was period blood or... discharge.

so i excuse myself to the bathroom, and get in to realize it was a waste of a bathroom pass, i sigh in my stall, pulling out my journal and adding a tally.

"day 51 of no period." i murmur to myself. i put the notebook away and leave the stall, standing by the sink and looking in the mirror after washing my hands.

a girl rushes in, she had short red hair and was short herself.

"d-do you have a tampon" i quickly not my head and try to find one. i soon realize that not having a period for fifty days really doesn't equate to having tampons. i didnt.

"umm..." i pull my hand out of my bag and she sighs and curses to herself
"look i haven't had my period for months, but hey..." i put my hand in my pocket and whip it out, revealing 4 shiny coins.
"-there's a machine right there!" i point to it smiling, she looks at the coins, takes them and thanks me quietly.

weird.

lunchtime. probably my only upside to school, except for the fact i really hadn't had anytype of friends to sit with. it was normally me and emery, but emery skipped town after her mom mysteriously died. everyone thinks she killed her mom, but i think she left to see her dad.

i sit at an alone table, picking at my food and waiting for a high school movie moment to happen, where a hot guy or really popular girl sits at my table to make me feel welcome. that wasn't happening i already knew but it was worth a fake sad expression and the classic picking at my food with a fork.

maybe stanley barbor wasn't everyone's hot guy or really popular girl in a teen movie, but hey. it was a start.

he sat down with a clunk of his foam plate and a tap of his shoes.

"y/n... that is so weird i'm having deja vu we just.. like saw eachother this morning!" stanley says. i roll my eyes and smile.

"really? that was you?" i play along and we giggle for a second before stanley stares off into space- well not exactly. one table over at popular girl dinas table. but not at dina, at the tampon girl i had mentioned earlier.

it had looked like stanley had a little crush. but so did tampon girl, but not on stanley. on dina! no i'm just kidding, i'm just pulling this out of my ass. but imagine how cliche it would be if-
okay that's not cliche
they are kissing. suddenly stan looks quickly back at me

"what" he says,
"i haven't- i said that this school is boring." i stumble on my words, not really knowing how to respond knowing damn well that probably hurt him.

"yeah. do you wanna go get high in my car?" my nervousness levels rise, but my milk carton begins to shake. maybe stan was shaking the table?

weird.

first chapter, what do you think??