pete x reader (Dorothy must DIE fan fic)

Lost

You've​ always kept a watchful eye on everyone around you, you didn't like the smell or taste of something foul. And you could sense something or someone like that from a mile away. Today, wasn't going to be your best.

" Watch were your fucking going bitch! You might hurt your pretty little face if your walking around like you the only FUCKING person that matters! "
Tyler screamed . You swore silently in your head as he pushed you out of his way, flipping you the bird AS IF you didn't notice. This was a normal routine for you now. You were from Arizona, but moved to Kansas because you parents had a better job opportunity in an office building that went by the name "Miracle​ Workers". Basically all of you friends except for one all live back in Arizona. And that on individual now HAYED you for something tou were framed for. You try to get your papers done but they usually end up missing or late. You had (e/c),(h/c), and (s/c), your name was (f/n), (l/n). You either didn't have many crushes or if you did, you would think they were out of your league.

At least class was drawing to an end. Only bad part  was, you had a mountain of home work that could of been higher than mt. Everest if they were compared. You walk/run to your locker to get your (back pack color) and binder. SLAM! Right when your about to grab your shit someone runs past you and you slams your fingers into the locker. You scream in agony as you desperately try to pry the locker door open. An ear splitting crack is heard "AHHHHH! HOLY SHIT MY FUCKING FINGERS ARE STUCK!! HELP PLEASE!" everyone stops. Then. They. Laugh. Your hands trembled as you finally open the locker. Relief flows through your body, only to be glazed with fear. Two of your fingers are horribly disfigured, blood drips from each and every joint. But.... You don't feel anything... You CANT feel anything from your fingers down to you wrist. You run. And you don't stop until you reach an alleyway, lit only by your phone, that was nearly on 16%.

FoxyFighter has joined the converaation

" I HEARD WHAT HAPPEN ARE YOU OKAY????!!!!"

"Yeah... Im fine just broke two of my fingers in my fucking locker"

"Can you send me a picture??? 😮😮😮"

( You sent the picture, but you shove you hand into your pocket, immediately regretting that decision. Your index and middle finger hurt like getting stung by 15 wasps)

"Whoa sick dude! DID YOU CRY 😮 I totally would XD"

"Just when everyone laughed..."

Then your phone died, Now you cant see anything, just what you need. You look around for some source of light, you feel some brick walls around you. Weird... They were closing in. No wonder, you were feeling a trash can. You wipe your hand on (y/o). Wait. You remember. There's a tornado coming.

Shit