Perfect. (Jeremiah fisher x reader)

Dancing

The last 2 days have been a reck.

On Belly's birthday, Taylor came over. She doesn't hate me as much as Belly, but of course she won't tell her that.

The 4th of July was even better. Belly got drunk.

I thought she was annoying without any alcohol. This was a whole new level of crazy.

But, onto the more interesting stuff, Mr.Fisher had to leave early for some reason.

It's sad because I actually kind of liked him.

That's what the last 2 days consisted of, for the most part.

Oh wait, I forgot, I think my mom got railed last night.

I won't go into any details, even if I knew anything about it.

But besides all those things, it's been difficult because I can't talk to Conrad.

I could barely talk to Jere because Belly was watching my every move.

Weird right?

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Dancing is definitely the worst part about being a Deb.

Especially when you have no partner.

"Ok, que the music!"

Well this is awkward, standing alone in the middle of the dance floor.

"Hey hey hey everyone!!" I hear a voice at the door.

"JERE!" I run over and hug him, for some reason, this feels really nice.

"Whats this sudden affection for?" he asks, confused.

"Can you please be my partner? I have no one to dance with." I say, with a convincing pout.

"I would love to y/n, but I don't think Paige will be happy with me..." he points at his chest, "showing my nips"

I laugh, "Yeah, we can fix that"

I look around.

"Steven!!" I whisper yell, "Give Jere your blazer"

I forgot he was even here to be honest.

"But-"

"No buts" I glare, "Now"

"Ugh whatever"

"That was fast" says Jere, putting it on.

"I'm just good at intimidation, that's all" I smirk.

"Yeah" he smirks, "Hmm..this music is trash. Alexa play 'so pretty'."

"Jesus christ Jere"

I tried to stay serious but I couldn't help but laugh.

Then he started dancing like he was at a strip club.

I roll my eyes in defeat.

Everyone in the room seemed to have gotten a little happier.

There's just something about him that makes everyone in a room light up.

How does he do it?

Is it his looks, his personality, or the fact that he's just an idiot.

I could never be noticed like that. Not in a million years.

*A/N*

Not supper happy with how this is turning out, but it's fine.

If you couldn't tell, I'm trying to cut some of the story line to make it shorter.

Hopefully I have this done in the next week so I can start something new :)