Oh god just kill me

Chapter One

Y/n McKinley Pov

Blaring at full volume, my alarm woke me up. It almost hurt my head, considering it was right next to my face on an end table next to my bed. I pulled the blanket off of me, rubbing my eyes and sitting up. I yawned and stretched, my exposed back popping satisfyingly. I stood up, grabbing a clean black shirt and jeans and walked to the bathroom. I laid the clothes down and looked in the mirror. My long, shoulder length, light brown hair was sticking up and out everywhere. No problem there, a shower will fix that. I was still shirtless, with a grey pair of sweatpants. I opened up the medicine cabinet above the sink, pulling out a razor and some shaving cream. I didn't have much facial hair, but I shaved every Monday just to be safe.

After cutting myself on my chin and above my lip, I rinsed the rest of the shaving cream off and climbed into the shower. My hair, now soaked, fell down to my shoulders. I showered, and got dressed, only to find mom standing outside the bathroom door. She looked tired, like she just got home from work a few hours ago. Did something happen?

Mom: Listen honey, you need to start doing some extra things at school.

Me: What do you mean?

Mom: You need to do some extra curricular thing, preferably a sport.

Why was she telling me this now? We're halfway through the year, there's barely any clubs or sports that will still let people in.

Me: Why?

She sighed, looking slightly annoyed.

Mom: You've got good grades, but that won't be enough to get into a good college. You'll have a better chance of getting in if you do some kind of sport. So, when you go in today, make sure to ask around for any open clubs.

Yeah, I'm not doing that. I'll just say there's nothing open.

Me: Okay.

Mom: You did wrestling in middle school, why don't you see if the school has a wrestling team?

Wrestling is always fun, but the team is a girl's team. I'm not doing that.

Me: Okay.

Mom left to go to her room, and I went back to my room to get my backpack. My hair was still damp, but it would dry on its own. After a few minutes, I left, walking out the door to my house. It was slightly cold, but not enough for a jacket. Walking down the sidewalk, I saw a noisy school bus full of other people drive by, heading towards the school. Maybe I should start riding the bus.

After making my way to school, I immediately headed in, passing other people hanging out in the courtyard. I passed even more people on my way to my locker. Most of them were talking, others were just silently waiting. There were also a few groups of friends horsing around. I came up to my locker, putting my backpack inside, and getting the books I needed for that day. It had started getting louder, as people started yelling for some reason. Is there a fight?  I turned around and immediately got hit in the ribs by someone's elbow. Extremely hard.

Ada Weathers Pov

I was chatting with Megan about Troy tripping over his own shoes while trying to impress her, when someone yanked my hair from behind. I turned around to see Nadia standing there, a grimace on her face.

Nadia: What the hell do you think you're doing trying to seduce Jake?

Me: Excuse me?

Nadia: I've seen the way he looks at you, bitch, leave him the hell alone!

Fucking insecure whore. People were now crowding around, yelling and talking about us.

Me: It's not my fault you can't seem to please your prick of a boyfriend enough to keep him from looking at other girls!

That was the last straw for Nadia, as she grabbed my arms and tried to shove me back. I pushed her backwards and yanked my arms out of her grasp. As I did that, I hit someone behind me and heard their grunt of pain. As Nadia fell over and overreacted, I looked behind me to see the person I hit holding their stomach in pain. I went to check on them, but Mr. Daniels got our attention first.

Mr. Daniels: You three, come with me.

The bell rang, signaling everyone to go to class. He pointed to the three of us, and suddenly Nadia was perfectly fine. The other person still looked a little rough, though. We all walked in silence with Mr. Daniels, no doubt going to the principal's office. If I get suspended because of this bitch, I'll beat her fucking ass. This could get me kicked off the wrestling team.

The principal, Mrs. Backham, was sitting behind her desk, with stern look on her face. She pushed her glasses back up on her face, before telling us to sit. We did, and Nadia looked pretty scared now.

Mrs. Backham: Nadia, what happened here?

Nadia: Uh... uh... um... she-

Mrs. Backham: Stop. I've heard enough. Ada, what happened?

Me: She accused me of seducing her boyfriend and attacked me. She grabbed me, and I hit them pulling myself away.

Mrs. Backham: You, Mr. McKinley, what happened?

Mr? That's a guy? I got a better look at him now, and was still unconvinced. His eyes were a light baby blue, he had no facial hair, and his hair was shoulder length and light brown. It looked silky smooth, but also soft. Every detail on his face looked feminine, even his skin looked smoother than most girls I know. I still didn't think he was a boy until he spoke.

Y/n: I don't know, ma'am. I was at my locker, I heard shouting, then I turned around and got hit in the stomach.

His voice was soft and quiet, and it definitely sounded like a boy. A very shy and timid boy, but still a boy. Mrs. Backham looked at us, then dismissed us.

Mrs. Backham: I'm too tired to deal with this right now, we'll look at the camera footage and go from there. Get out.

We obeyed her and left. Nadia split up from us and went her own way, while Y/n and I walked back to our wing. He was avoiding eye contact with me, and he was still wincing, so I know his stomach still hurt.

Me: Hey, are you okay?

Y/n McKinley Pov

Ada: Hey, are you okay?

Her voice suddenly became soft and caring, as if talking to a small child. I looked over to Ada, noticing she was about as tall as me. She had dark brown hair that was tied up in a ponytail, fairly tanned skin, and hazel eyes. I immediately felt nervous facing her, and I looked away again to ease the anxiety. The whole time, I was trying to not wince or make another noise. But, it seems like she noticed anyway.

Me: Yeah, I'm fine.

Ada: Are you sure? You look like your stomach hurts. I know I hit you pretty hard.

Ffuuuuuuccckkkkk. I don't know what to do here.

Me: It's nothing.

Ada reached over and poked my ribs, and it stung like hell. I subconsciously squirmed and backed away. She definitely noticed that. I'm already bruised? That's a new record. I looked back towards her, she had a worried look on her face. Like if she touched me again I'd shatter like a glass cannon.

Me: Okay, maybe it hurts a little.

Ada: You need to go see the nurse, let's go.

Her voice was dead serious, I knew there was no way of getting out of it. Ada grabbed my arm and pulled me along, making me extremely glad everyone else was in first period right now.

Ada Weathers Pov

The nurse said it was just a bruise and gave Y/n some ice. She had to lift his shirt to see it, giving me a glimpse at his abdomen. He was amazingly thin. No wonder I left a bruise. After another minute, we said good bye, with a small, soft, "Thank you." from Y/n that made him sound absolutely adorable. We then made our way to our respective classes. Y/n seems interesting. It feels like he's easy to make friends with, so hopefully we can hang out at some point.

(A/N: I hope you like being beaten over the fucking head with the fact you look like a girl, because that's what this whole fucking story is gonna be. Have fun with that, cunts.)

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