I Just Want To Survive | Michael X Reader |

2. theatre geeks?

Y/n's p.o.v.:

After yesterdays incident I tried to wear the most unnoticeable clothes so that the weed dude and Jeremy wouldn't find me and I'd have to live through that attention. As I made it to school I noticed Jeremy and Michael walking together to school, and can I honestly just  say that they were the best ship ever. I wonder if they took of the boyf riends name from their school bags that would be such a shame.

I  luckily didn't have any classes with weed dude until it was time for lunch. I quickly made my way to the lunch table knowing that I didn't bring money to pay for my lunch. The two boys came into the lunchroom and I quickly took out my phone and pretended to check a text on my phone. I didn't want them to get more attention on me like I said before I just want to get High School over with without any drama. I could hear both of them coming my way and I wanted to leave but I just couldn't get myself to get up and walk away. "Hey. Mind if me and my pal sit here?" The guy with the weed asked. "Sure as long as you don't smoke in front of me." I said quickly without even realizing what I said. "I'm sorry just, er- forget it." I said waving my hand franticly. I couldn't believe that I said that to him. I guess I need to work on this attitude towards him. "Hey you're in chore next period right?" Jeremy asked. "Yeah, why?" I answered. " Well I switched my schedule to a new one and I was wondering if I could sit with you." He asked, I knew the only reason he asked that was because of the girl Christine and I couldn't help but feel disappointed. Wait disappointed? "Sure, why not." I answered giving a small smile. At least he talked to you. I thought as I awkwardly tried to not make any eye contact. "So what are you having today? Another slushy?" Jeremy asked the other guy. I couldn't hear his answers because my mind was wandering off continuing to think about the different ways I could talk to Jeremy in chore- wait. I don't want to talk to Jeremy why would I want to-

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no it couldn't be, [insert name] I would never  fall in love, I couldn't that would cause drama. All I needed to do was survive two more years and that's it. "Hey [insert name] are you going to continue staring off into my face?" The guy with the red hoodie asked while smiling. I quickly looked away blushing from embarrassment "Sorry I was day dreaming." I replied hoping that he would know that it was the truth and not think that I was staring at him because I liked him if anything I liked his friend. I don't think I'll ever ship boyf riends in my life ever again.

It turned out that the guy with the red hoodie was named Michael and he wanted to share his sushi with me since he noticed that I didn't eat anything. I didn't think that sushi was good at all before and then when I tried his sushi roll I was amazed at how delicious it was. I guess you could say that I finished most of sushi but he didn't mind. Jeremy laughed at me and told me that he didn't think I had such a big appetite for a small person. After that I laughed it off with him but deep down that made me insecure so I decided that I would skip dinner, just for tonight. I really didn't have an appetite, especially after I realized that Christine and Jeremy were kind of becoming a thing and I didn't know how to casually put myself in the conversation with them. In the end today wasn't a good day. I hope that tomorrow will be a better day.

vv authors note vv

yeah sorry that its short just wanted to post something

also I'm sorry if you don't eat sushi/ like sushi in this fan fiction you do.

but honestly if you haven't tried it why haven't you? Its really good  I love it.

And finally I did mention a pretty serious topic at the end and just so you know if you ever feel that way its okay and you aren't a freak cuz i feel like that sometimes but just please don't starve yourself it isn't healthy and as you see in the upcoming chapters you should be happy with the body that you have. :)

I'm sorry was the smiley face to much?