Michael afton x reader

Morning

Your very entertaining dream where you were killing a giant life form of a cockroach was interrupted by that annoying ass alarm you set for 6:30am.

today was the first day of your senior year in high school and needless to say, you were NOT excited. Your school was like any other public school, kids vaping and doing drugs in the bathrooms, others beating the living shit out of the poor freshmen for doing so much as breathing, and the teachers that didn't give 2 shits about what's happening unless you talked to someone during their lesson or dared to lay a finger on your phone.

You decided to get up so that you'd have more time to shower. It was your first day after all, gotta have a decent impression on others when it comes to hygiene cause nobody likes smelling body odor in the middle of their classroom.

you had picked out a simple outfit, a long sleeved black undershirt with a slightly oversized band t-shirt over it, a pair of black jeans, and your doc martins. Checking the time on your phone, you saw that it was 7:45, which meant you had about 15 minutes before you needed to start driving to school.

You took this time to make sure you had everything you needed, to fill up your water bottle, and to grab your mini bag that had your wallet, keys, vape, and extra stuff that would be necessary in it. You checked the time again and saw you had like 7 minutes left and you decided to leave early. You just really felt like buying yourself an energy drink at the gas station to get you through the day.

Your reputation at school wasn't necessarily that bad, the worst that would happen is every now and then getting called a slur, thanks to your ex-bestfriend outing you to the entire school last year. But honestly, a lot of the people at school were fairly chill with you, and would always talk about how you're 'the coolest/most acceptable emo' which you found funny since you didn't classify yourself as emo, you just didn't have many colorful clothes.

As your mind trailed off into random thoughts about stupid school, you pulled into your favorite parking spot at the school, where you'd always park every school day since you got your license last November. You exited your car and grabbed your bags from the back seat, starting toward the school entrance that was crowded with people talking amongst themselves.

You took a deep breath before entering the swarm of high schoolers, and almost immediately bumped into someone who was walking in a perpendicular direction to you and you fell immediately due to your tiny ass self being lighter than a fucking feather. "Oh shit I'm so sor-"

You looked up at the person you had bumped into while trying to get up and realized exactly who it was, the biggest bully of the school, Michael afton. "Oh. You." You quickly got up and sped off, in search for your best friend, daruu.

You peered a bit further into the crowd and saw him sitting alone on a bench. You ran over and greeted him "oh my gee is that the real daruu!?!?!?" "I'm gonna kick you in the balls I swear to god (name)" "ugh whatever you just looked so only on this bench I thought I'd say hi to my bestie westie" you said in a very clearly satire voice "anyways what classes did you ge-" you were instantly tackled to the ground by another one of your best friends, Kian. "Ah, good morning to you too, kian." The three of you talked amongst yourselves till the bell rang.

You checked your schedule paper and noticed a note at the bottom by the area that told you your locker number and passcode, it said "due to the large amounts of new students, you will have to share your lockers this year, we already gave you locker partners so don't throw a fit over whoever you get at your locker."

You rolled your eyes just at the thought of having to share a locker with someone, but somehow, it got even worse. Standing at the locker that had the number that was written on your paper on it, was none other than Michael once again, "oh great," you muttered under your breath, you kinda had to put your mini bag in your locker though, it had your vape and if any teacher saw that you'd be in huge trouble.

"Why the hell are you walkin over to my locker?" Michael said with an annoyed expression. "It's my locker too, dipshit." You said while pointing to the little number and code displayed at the bottom of your schedule paper. "Now if you'll excuse me I gotta put my bag in here-"

you realized when it was too late, you had went into the locker that Michael was holding the door of, and when you turned around,you realized he was like super fucking close to you. From what it looked like to others, Michael had little gay boy pinned to his locker.

"Oh god- uhm I'm just gonna-" you tried to walk out of the locker area so that you could be freed of the Michael but he put his other arm on the other side of the locker, trapping you. "Ugh can you just let me get to my first..hour.."

You stopped dead in your tracks when you looked at his schedule paper on the locker door and saw that you two had half of your classes together. "Oh great." You rolled your eyes before looking up and making eye contact with Michael, who was mere inches away from your face. Without realising, your face started to heat up.

*oh shit oh fuck god please nonono stop stop stop no why* You prayed in your head that he wouldn't notice but judging by his confused facial expression, you could tell he saw. While you could tell his arms were slightly weaker due to the sudden confusion, you shoved your way out of his grasp and took off to your first class. Math.