The Brady Bunch imagines (X READER)

Greg Brady

y/n= your name

l/n= your last name

e/c= eye colour

h/c= hair colour

Warning: Some big boy language.

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Your POV:

A new school year at a new school. Fan-fucking-tastic. this was your 5th school in 3 years but I guess thats the price you pay when your parents have jobs the require them to move around heaps. You don't bother to learn the names or faces of your peers and it's never a surprise to you when they say you need to move.

As you try and escape the house without your parents noticing your mother sees you. "Oh sweetie, don't you look beautiful. Can I get a-" you begin to cut her off "Mum, I don't need a picture. I'm probably going ti have many other firsts day at different schools." Yes you sounded annoyed but how could anyone be happy for another day of school. Before your mum could say anything else you rushed out the door and started making your way to your new school.

The walk wasn't far from home. Not too long after you were at the front gates. Students were walking in looking keen, scared or they ran up to their friends as if they hadn't seen each other in years. Before taking another step forward you take a deep breath in calming yourself down. Slowly you made your way to the front office to collect your timetable. "Hi I'm Y/n L/n, I'm one of the new kids." You say to the desk lady giving your sweetest fake smile. She looks at you almost with a glare before flicking through some paper trying to find your timetable. "Here." she replies with a rude tone. "Ummm thanks." You say grabbing the piece of paper and quickly walking away.

You look at your timetable to see that you have maths first. A small sigh escapes you lips just as you walk into someone. "Omg I'm so sorry" you ramble at the stranger. "Well, well, well. What do we have here?" The voice seems cocky and powerful. You look up to see a jock with blonde hair and green eyes. He slowly stoops down to your level but he still towers over you. "I'm Justin, but you can call me daddy." he says adding a wink at the end. You don't say anything but just stare at him, unimpressed with his behaviour. "Oh, princess not gonna say anything?" he mocks before calling over his friends. "Hey boys, princess over here doesn't wanna say anything." His vibe seems slimy and his friends are no better. All 3 boys tower over you and your anxiety kicks in.

"Hey! Leave her alone." a voice booms. In sync the boys snap their heads in that direction and they slowly back off. "Greg, we were just making a new friend." they say as if it were all chill earning an eye roll from you. "Yeah sure you were." This boy was gorgeous. His brown locks and piercing blue eyes. Suddenly he directs his attention to you. "Are you ok?" he asks while extending his hand to help you. "Umm yeah." you stutter back with a small blush appearing on your cheeks. You hand grabs his and he pulls you up. Once standing you dust yourself off. "Here" he says handing you your timetable. "Thanks. I'm Y/n L/n, by the way." you say looking deep into his blue eyes. "Im Greg Br-" but he is cut off by the bell. "Well, I guess I will see you around Y/n L/n." He says before walking off. "Yeah! Totally." You reply awkwardly.

**Time skip**

Weeks passed and those boys didn't stop. Crude comments from them and laughter from anyone else. With each comment thrown the more you tried to blend with the crowd, although you failed tremendously.

Finally you were able to escape them, just for a second to catch your breath. "How dare you speak to her like that?!" You hear a familiar voice scream followed by a body slamming against a locker. After a gasp was heard. You gained enough courage to poke your head out around the corner to see Greg Brady, your hero from day one have Justin pushed up against a locker looking terrified. "Next time you're in a 1 meter radius from her I will make sure you won't live to see tomorrow, do you hear me?!" His voice boomed. It was harsh and threatening but it made you feel safe. "Yes, yes, I do" whimpered Justin before he was released by Greg. The crowd stood there in shock not expecting goody-two-shoes Greg to do anything like that. Just before Greg was about to turn the corner to return to your previous spot to make it appear you weren't spying or anything.

"Hey are you alright?" Questioned Greg sounding worried. "Umm yeah, I'm fine." You say looking up at him with a smile. A tint of red flushed on your cheeks. "I just want to say I'm sorry Y/n, for not yelling at them sooner. What they were doing was horrible and no one should have to go through that." You could tell that he genuinely cared with he sweet smile. "It's fine Greg, anyways thanks for sticking up for me. I really appreciate it, it's the most heroic thing anyone has ever done for me." You say feeling slightly embarrassed. "Awwww that's sweet. You're blushing." He says tilting your head up. "Perhaps, I can take you out? For ice cream maybe? As a sort of apology?" You had never seen this side to Greg before. Almost an awkward, self conscious side. A small smile appears on your lips and replies with "sure, I'm free right now if you are?" Instead of replying with words, Greg takes your hand in his, a perfect fit may I add, and takes you to the nearest ice cream shop.

"You know, ice cream tastes sweeter now that you're here" says Greg as he takes another spoonful of ice cream. And that's when you knew, that Greg Brady was the one.

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For @thebeatles421, sorry if this was trash. I'm just really tired and so done with school etc. Also sorry for the late upload.