Regina George, the successful fashion designer, who meets her high school sweetheart, Rodrick Heffley, now a failed drummer. what will happen if they collab again?

(Regina George x Rodrick Heffley) Regina's back and she wants her spot back. Everyone's moved on but she's still roaming the halls waiting for her perfect opportunity to build her social life back up, but there's one problem. There's a pest and his name is Rodrick. Every step forward she takes? He's right there taking one back, stepping on her toes every step of the way. There's only a matter of time before each argument blurs the line between rivalry and something dangerously close to habit. ------- Rodrick exhaled slowly, pushing off the doorframe. "That's it?" Her eyes narrowed. "What's that supposed to mean?" "That's all you wanted?" he asked, walking past her towards the counter. "To ruin Cady?" "Yes," she said defensively. He nodded once. "Then all you had to do was ask." Regina blinked. "What?" Rodrick turned back to face her, arms crossed, a faint smirk returning. "That's what fake boyfriends do, right? Help their fake girlfriends get what they want." For a second, she didn't speak. Then, slowly, Regina's lips curled into something almost like a smile. "Careful, Heffley," she called out. "You might actually make yourself useful." Rodrick tilted his head. "Oh, I've been useful. You're just always too pissed off to notice."

what happens when Regina George is best friends with Rodrick Heffley. and what also happens when they develop a crush on each other

When Regina George gets stuck sharing a locker row with Rodrick Heffley the school's loudest rule-breaker and lead drummer of Löded Dïpper her perfect world takes a turn for the chaotic. He's trouble wrapped in a smirk and guitar strings. She's power disguised as lip gloss and high heels. They clash over parking spots, playlists, and pride... but the more they fight, the louder their hearts drum. Everything between them feels like static until one afternoon, the hallway goes quiet too quiet. Regina's back hits the locker door, her breath catching as Rodrick leans in, a grin tugging at his mouth. "You always talk this much," he murmurs, voice rough with laughter, "or am I just special?" She tilts her head, eyes bright. "You're not special. You're just in my way." "Then move me." "Maybe I will." "Maybe I want you to."

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