"Dustin!" You screamed as you ran down the hall, "Dustin did you take my fucking hairspray?!" You angry burst through his door, ready to go to the misfits concert, only your hair looked like actual shit, "Holy shit" you heard one of the older looking boys breathe out, "Dustbin your sisters hot as shit"

Perfect all their life. y/n ,the cheerleader, helps the freak of the school. Will her perfect identity stay intact or crumble at their fingertips? ~~~~~~~~~ [Eddie Munson X reader]