The gentle breeze slithered through the grass, making every blade shiver and hiss. The trees rose their cheerful arms to the sky, applauding the beautiful day certain to begin. The sky itself was like an omnipotent cat's eye, all-seeing, and-
The familiar voice of Michael Mell raked across your ears. You despised that voice, and dreaded this moment every day. Once he finally was close enough to make his attack, he stopped in front of you with a sneer. "Y/n." You did your best to keep it together as you simply stood and nodded. "A real frickin' pleasure, Mell," you said mockingly. Michael loudly pretended to sniff the air, making all his cronies giggle like the mindless fools they-
You suddenly awoke from your dream.
That was funny.
You rolled over and went back to sleep.
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Sev Elev- Michael Mell x Reader
FanfictionI dunno if anyone else thinks this, but there are not enough Michael Mell x Readers. So I wrote this. Anyway, you are the girl at the Seven Eleven that Michael goes to for his slushies every day. This will probably be one-shots with a slight storyl...
