but we watched this in english class today

Love Thy Enemy - Jughead Jones X Mantle!Reader

Anonymous said:

I requested this last time requests were open and you said okay to it, but i never saw it, maybe i missed it, and its not that you have to or anything, i was just wondering what ever happened to the being reggies sister and dating jughead and defending him in the whole srudebt longe thing was.

Originally posted by betty-and-jughead

Sorry for the misunderstanding regarding the request! I hope you like it!

It was a known fact around Riverdale High School, that if anyone mess with you, Y/N Mantle, they’d face the wrath of your older brother. If he even thought that someone was flirting with you he’d lose it. It was nice having an older brother like Reggie, but at times it made it impossible to talk to anyone other than the football team. So when the opportunity presented itself, to go on a date wit Jughead Jones, you accepted it quietly. You and Jughead shared the same advanced English class, one Reggie or any of his friends didn’t have. You bonded over the different writing styles your favorite authors used and you were taken by his intelligence. His dry humor and snarky personality was one you had never seen before.

It seemed that he liked you too, because around a month of that class he asked you out for a tentative date. He knew very well what Reggie would do if he found out, so the two of you carefully planned out when and where you’d be meeting. The date went without a hitch, so you went on a next date, then one after that and so on. It was tough keeping you and Jughead a secret, because part of you just wanted to tell your family that you were in a relationship. A great relationship you hope will go far. One day you would, but today was not the day.

“Remember, we meet up in the lounge after school,” you turned to look at your brother and nodded. 

“How could I forget? You’ve told me every night this week that we’re staying after school on Friday.” 

He smiled, “yeah, just making sure. Thanks for agreeing to watch my game sis.” 

You nodded, “no problem Reg.” You said bye to your brother and headed off to your last class of the day, your English class.

You smiled when you walked through the door and walked over to where Jughead sat. You put your hands on his shoulders, “hey.”

 He turned his head and gave you his signature half smile, “hey.” You took the seat next to him, pulling your books out of your bag. “You staying to watch the game,” he asked and you smiled at him.

 “You know I am, are you,” you whispered, still feeling the pressure to hide. 

He nodded, “I know I won’t be able to talk to you, but we can text and look longingly at each other.” You let out a laugh and he smiled widely. 

“I will, I would’ve texted you anyway,” you said as the teacher walked in the room, demanding everyone’s attention. She started by going over notes, too fast for you to keep up. The notes took a majority of the class time, so your teacher was nice enough to withhold the assignment for the notes.

You turned to Jughead, “did you get the notes?” He nodded, pushing his notebook towards you and you started to copy the notes you missed. You reached the end of the page and smiled. An ‘I love you’ was scribbled at the bottom of the paper. You wrote next to it, ‘I love you too’, and pushed it back over to Jughead. He smiled down at his paper. 

“Can you spare a few minutes after class,” he asked and your smile fell. 

“I have to meet up with Reggie in the lounge, I don’t want him to get suspicious.” He nodded with a frown on his face. You reached for his hand under the desk, intertwining your fingers with his. 

“Maybe after the game I can go sleepover at Betty’s,” you whispered and Jughead looked up with his brow furrowed. “But then sneak off to the Drive-In,” you added and Jughead smiled. The urge to kiss him was stronger than ever but you couldn’t risk it. You just squeezed his hand instead, hoping that the touch would hold you over until later tonight. 

“It’s almost time to go,” he whispered as he looked at the clock. You still held onto his hand, wishing that time would stop for just a moment. “I’ll be in the lounge a minutes after you get there,” he said and you met his eye.

 “Okay, I’ll see you then,” he let go of your hand and a piece of your heart went with it. You would need to tell Reggie about Jughead soon, because sneaking around was becoming a bit tedious.

The bell rang a few moments later and you packed up your stuff. You made your way to the lounge, putting on your happy face as you walked through the doors. You brother was already there, sitting in a comfy looking chair. “There’s my sister,” he said, smiling at you. 

“Hey Reg,” you said, finding a spot to sit on the couch nearest to the wall. You listened as Reggie conversed with his friends and watched as more people filed into the room. The team started to talk about Jason Blossom when Jughead walked in. You locked eyes with him, silently speaking. He leaned against the wall you were closest to and you instantly felt a little more relaxed. That was, until your brother spoke up. 

“If someone here did kill Jason, it would be the lonely, sad internet troll that’s too busy writing his manifestos to get laid,” you held your breath, awaiting your brother’s final blow, “like Jughead!” You turned to your boyfriend who just rolled his eyes, “what was it like Suicide Squad?” 

You turned to your brother, “shut up Reggie. Leave him alone.” 

Your brother raised his eyebrows, “it’s just a question Y/N, chill out.” You stood up, placing yourself in between your brother and Jughead just to be safe. 

“Do you even realize what you’re accusing him of,” you asked and you heard Jughead’s foot falls behind you.

 “Y/N,” he whispered, but you just shook your head.

“Why are you even defending him?” You felt your blood blaze at Reggie’s words. This would be a sibling fight that no one would forget.

 “Because he’s a good person that cares about me, but you’re too busy being a jerk to see that.”

 Reggie stood up, “cares about you?” Jughead stepped closer to you, his hand grabbing yours. “Oh no, no. My sister is not dating that freak.” 

You felt tears in your eyes, “well it’s a little late for that Reggie.” You shouted at him and you watched the shock appear on his face. You let go of Jughead’s hand and stepped in front of your brother, “if you ever say anything bad about him again, I’ll tell mom how you managed to pass Chemistry.” 

Reggie stepped down, and you smiled smugly at him. Despite your victory, you felt your heart fall a little. This wasn’t the way you wanted to tell your brother, whom you cared about. With tears running down your cheeks, you marched out of the lounge. You walked down the hall, trying to get far enough away from that crowded room so you could breathe. When you stopped you felt a hand on your lower back. You turned your head slightly and saw Jughead looking at you with worry. 

“You didn’t have to do that,” he whispered, moving to stand in front of you.

 You shook your head, “I had to, I couldn’t let my own brother accuse you of that.” His green eyes shone down at you as he stroked your cheek with his thumb. You stepped closer to him, and he wrapped his arms around your waist.

 “Thank you,” he murmured and you smiled. There was only a few times Jughead appeared this vulnerable. The first time was when he asked you out, the second being the time he told you he lived at the Drive-In. Especially when he first said ‘I love you.’ You pressed your face into his shoulder, wondering what to do next. “You wanna go to Pop’s until the game,” Jughead asked, almost as if he read your mind. You nodded and pulled away from him, just after grabbing his hand. The two of you walked down the hall and out of the school. “I love you,” he whispered and you looked up at him with a soft smile.

“I love you too,” and for the first time since you started dating him, you felt relieved that you could openly love Jughead Jones.

submission: INTP's school misadventures

I got to watch an INTP (I’m pretty sure he’s INTP. I don’t have any concrete evidence, I’ve just got a hunch) break today and honestly it was legendary.

For a little background, this guy is almost always alone in class. This class is a hybrid between Honors English II and AP Seminar- we alternate which class we go to every day. I did a presentation in AP Seminar with him a while back and he’s pretty nice. He’s just sick of bullshit from all of our teachers. In this particular class, he ended up sitting alone in a corner of the room. It was an English day.

So our English teacher gave us yet another project (10 days from the end of the school year), on top of one other project that had been assigned for like a day. This kid has always been kind of pissed that the teacher gave us so much work (and honestly, even I can admit she gives us a SHIT ton of work). Today, he was sitting with his earbuds in. He heard the teacher say stuff about a project and he just says “Another fucking project, huh.”

Except he spoke louder than he thought he did (thanks to the earbuds) and the classroom had one of those odd silent moments at that exact moment. So the teacher heard and we all heard her say “what the heck?”

She then asked INTP, “Do you want to leave?”

He was silent for a long time and then said, “Sorta?”

Teacher kicked him out and sent him to the office. He asks if he should bring his stuff, his face just completely empty except for mild confusion. She steps out of the room to call the office and, as soon as she does, the class bursts into applause. They’re cheering his name (everyone hated this teacher- they call her a witch) and even suggested everyone in the class donating $5 to buy him a nice pair of headphones or something.

Probably the best experience of this godforsaken class.


His Dirty Little Secret..

Prologue( for new readers)

Hailey Wilson is your typical 16 year old. She prefers books over party’s and where she lives most people don’t agree with that such as Ashleigh Wills the most popular girl at school who looks down on everyone and gets every guy she wants and when she wants.

Luke Hemmings is your typical bad boy, he has piercings and tattoos all over his body. He prefers girls or anything and he likes to make peoples life a living hell at school and one of those people happen to be Hailey…

but what happens when they both realise they are each other’s new neighbours??

  • Before you start reading i will let you know a few things..
  • The story has changed a little i have re-written some characters and taken people out.
  • I have changed Haileys attitude and re-written parts.
  • You may have noticed i changed the title as well, the story line is still going to be the same but just a little different.
  • Luke is still going to be the ass he was the first time around.
  • I don’t want to tell you guys too much because that will spoil it..
  • i hope you enjoy this chapter!

Chapter 1-

From the bad boy at school to my next door neighbour..

Hailey’s Pov 

My alarm kept ringing and ringing meaning it was time for school, i groaned as i rolled around and turned it off.

i layed back and stared up at the ceiling.

Weekends go by so fast, i stayed up way to late last night.

i just couldn’t put this new book i got down, it’s so good.

i got it on Saturday when i was out with Sophie and Lauren and i haven’t been able to put it down.

My mum came walking in to my room and said  "Time for school"

i rolled my eyes at her as she walked out, she doesn’t like when i stay in at the weekends reading.

She want’s me to be more like her when she was my age.

which was going out getting drunk and having unprotected sex with guys no one likes, something girls like to do in this generation.

Me on the other hand i don’t enjoy anything like that, not that i’ve ever gotten drunk or even been to a party but if you took one look at me i would get laughed at if i showed up at a party.  

My friend Lauren like’s to go to a party now and again but i never go, she asks but i just laugh at her when she does.

we have been friends for so long she should know by now i would not be seen dead at a party.

i was just glad Sophie wasn’t into party’s, she more like me thankfully.

i got up out of bed finally and i quickly jumped into the shower because i haven’t showered since Saturday and it’s now Monday morning.

i looked at my wardrobe wandering what to wear, the only thing i own is black skinny jeans and plain t-shirts or hoodies.

but even with my choose of clothing i still get called a nerd, i don’t see myself as a nerd yeah of course i do well in school and i have never missed a day but that’s just because i want to do well.

The worst name i do get called in school is Virgin. It’s such a stupid thing to call someone, i know i can’t be the only person in the whole school who is a virgin.

i’m just open about it,most people at my school aren’t. The popular ones call me and my friends Lauren and Sophie the three virgins even though Lauren has had sex.

they just think there better than us which is really stupid. It doesn’t bother me anymore what they call me, i’ve gotten use to it over the years.

I’ve gone with black skinny jeans and a white plain top with my leather jacket and converse, it’s comfy and at least maybe my mother might agree with my choice.

Once i was finished getting ready to walked down stairs to find my mum in the kitchen patiently waiting for me.

Oh god.

“What took you so long?” was all she said once i walked in..

I gave her a weird look and then i looked at the clock, it’s only 8 o'clock i wasn’t that long.

“I was only 45 minutes and i needed a shower” i said to her as i got my bowl and cereal out for breakfast

She rolled her eyes at me and then she turned and was about to walk out but not before saying

“Well hurry up and eat because i have a meeting early this morning so if you want me to drive you, stop with the back cheek and eat” she said and then she left.

I guess she didn’t get enough sleep, it’s always the same with her one minute she is a loving mother and then next minute it is as if she regrets ever giving birth to you and she tries to show it with every word she says or look she gives you. She is hard to read sometimes.

But she is the worst lair, if she thinks i believe her having these meetings in the morning she is really wrong. I know she is meeting up with another one of her guys for whatever it is.

I don’t know his name i just know there is a guy but that is the normal routine with her, i never find out his name because it doesn’t get that far that i meet him unless i catch her out her with tights around her ankles and the guy on top of her, it has happened quite a few times.

By half 8 we were ready to go and i got in the car yawning,even though i am really tired this morning it was worth it and i know when i go home i will want to read more.

i got a text while i just arrived at school from my friends letting me know that they were already inside and so was Luke.

Luke hemmings.

i wished just wished that one day he would take a day off, for being a bad boy he always manages to come to school of course he misses classes but he still makes an appearance every day.

i’ve never hated someone so much than i do him, he is the whole reason why people started calling me a virgin.

It happened a year ago, i stuck up for myself and told him off something no one dares to do at this school but i felt confident and i was sick of him thinking he owned the school and ever since then he hasn’t stopped trying to make my life hell.

He’s the typical bad boy in our school, he has a lip piercing and a tongue piercing and loads of tattoos, his hair is always dyed a different colour each week. He will be bald by the times he’s 20 i bet.

people say when his dad left things changed for him but no one really knows what happened to him 2 years ago.

Mondays aren’t bad for classes i only have 5 and they last 2 hours roughly each, it helps that i’m a good pupil as well so my day goes by quick so i can get back to my book.

i knew my friends were in the cloakroom already but i needed the toilet so i headed their first once i got my books out of my locker.

I walked out of the bathroom but of course my luck i managed to hit someone with the door on my way out.

“I’m so sorry, i didn’t see you” i said as i turned to apologise to whoever i hit and then i realised who it was.

“Watch where you’re going nerd” she said

That was Ashleigh Wills the most popular girl in the school.

She is the one who most people are scared off, she has long blonde hair and the makeup.

She wear the shortest clothes i have ever seen someone wear, if it isn’t a short skirt it’s short tops.

There is something else about her that everyone is scared of,it’s who she hangs around with..

Luke Hemmings.

They are always on and off, it’s hard to tell if they are together or not.

If you ask me they are perfect for one another both as bad as each other.

She looks down at everyone for no reason all because she is the captain of the cheerleader squad, she is second person on my list of people i hate.

i walked to the cloak room and saw my friends

“Good morning”

 Sophia said “ Morning” then she pointed to Lauren who seemed to not know i was there

“Morning….” i sang into her ear making her jump

“Fuck off Hailey, i have a hanging headache"Lauren said still not lifting her head up

Me and Sophie laughed at her, she must have been out last night well she shouldn’t have drank too much.

We went over who had what class etc.. Me and Sophie had Maths together and then i had Art alone then it was break time and then we all had English together but Lauren doesn’t sit with us. She sits with this boy who she has a crush on.. William graham.

she is the most confident one out of us three but when it comes to him she can hardly get a word out, it’s quite entertaining to watch.

then i have R.E alone and Science alone but i am passing these classes, i always have so i am never bored in class.

I have been so busy thinking about what classes i have today i forgot about what happened this morning.

"Your never going what happened before you guys arrived this morning at school” i said to both of them making them looking weirdly at me.

“What?” they both said

“I was coming out of the bathroom and i hit someone with the door on my way out and guess who it was?” i said

They both shrugged their shoulders and then i continued “ It was Ashleigh, i said sorry but once i realised who it was i wasn’t sorry anymore”

They both laughed and then Lauren said “ I would have paid good money to see the look on her face as you hit her, she needs more than just a door to the face if you ask me”

the bell rang meaning it was time for class..

We just got up as Luke and his with along with Ashleigh and her squad walked past us, they gave us dirty looks and Luke said “ look it’s the 3 virgins hurrying to class” they all laughed as they walked past.

Of course he couldn’t walk past us without saying anything, he makes me sick.

i hated how he just walked around this school like he was god’s gift, i can’t believe at one point i had a crush on him. That was before the tattoo’s and piercings of course.

By break time i was so ready to slap Luke and ready for food.

Art class is the only class i hate not because i can’t draw it’s because i have to deal with Luke and his friends alone.

Calum Hood and Michael Clifford.

They are all as bad as each other, Michael doesn’t say much as Luke and Calum would. I have to sit beside Michael in my R.E class and he isn’t as mean or annoying like the other two.

I had been in Art class for almost an hour now and so far i have had 3 pieces of paper thrown at my head by the one and only Luke Hemmings.

Seriously have they not got something better to do? Like um their fucking work.

This is normal routine in Art class, they always throw something at me, a pencil or paper or a rubber. I remember Luke threw a pencil at my head and it hurt and i swore i thought i saw a tiny bit of guilt in his eyes when i turned around angrily at him but he soon covered it up with a smirk.

I picked up one of the pieces Luke threw at me and i opened it to find that he had written Loser in black pen i mean could he not have written something more i don’t know creative?

I knew he was staring at me because i could feel his eyes on me so i looked over at him with the piece of paper in my hand still, he was smirking at me and then he mouthed

“Loser” to me still smirking.

I rolled my eyes at him not giving him the satisfaction of letting him know he’s bothered me. He is such a dickhead, I could think of more impressive things to call him.

I gave him a dirty look and then i picked up another  piece of paper he threw at me and walked to the bin and turned to look at him as i threw it in the bin and then i rolled my eyes as i walked back to my seat.

He didn’t look to happy but so what? Maybe it will teach him a lesson that throwing paper at me is getting nowhere and he is just wasting his time and mine.

just when i thought i might have gotten rid of him that bastard pushed me into the lockers, seriously?! What a prick.

One day i am going to push him to see how he likes it.

i walked into the canteen mad as hell, Lauren still look hungover but i didn’t care i slammed my bag down on the table as i sat down making her give me the evils.

i told them what happened, they weren’t surprised about it because it is just a normal routine with him.

the rest of the day went by quick thankfully, Luke never said another word to me or pushed me but he was too busy with his tongue down every girl’s throat so i think that’s why.

Sophie’s mum was giving me a lift home, i didn’t feel like walking home like i usually do so i just got a lift. Lauren had detention for being late last week so she had to stay behind.

When i got dropped off at my house there was a big truck that said “Moving out” at the side in big letters on it just next door.

Finally someone has rented the house next door, it has been empty for weeks and it has been creeping me out lately.

I dropped my bag at my door and i walked over to see who the new neighbours would be hoping they are going to be nice.

As i got closer i saw a woman about 5'4 with short blonde hair walk out of the house looking tired.

She seen me and she smiled so i smiled back and i walked closer over to her.

“Hello i’m Hailey, i live just next door” i said as i stopped in front of her

She smiled and held out her hand for me to shake which i did because it is polite and then she spoke

“Hello i’m Liz, me and my son have just moved today, it’s nice to meet you”

She seemed really nice, i hope her son is nice as well.

“My mum will be home soon if you like you can home next door for a cup of tea? I’m sure you could use a break from moving boxes around” i said nicely to her

“Aw thank you sweetheart, that is very kind of you but i’m fine. My son will be here any time now, you should meet him, you are probably the same age” she said

I smiled at her and then all of a sudden a motorbike was heard coming close and then the guy pulled up in the driveway, we both turned to look and Liz smiled.

This must be her son.

“Here is he now” she said

She walked over to him as he was just getting of his bike, i swear i knew that leather jacket from somewhere but i couldn’t figure out where.

He’s very tall and i can tell he is probably attractive.. But i haven’t seen his face yet.

He was just taking off his helmet and Liz waved me over. I kept my head down to the ground because i was shy, i usually am around boys and if he is attractive i don’t want to say something stupid.

The guy turned around just as i approached Liz and then she spoke “ Son this is Hailey Wilson, she is our new neighbour, you guys are around the same age”

I finally lifted my head up to see who her son was and i think i almost died right there.

Her son is Luke Hemmings.

Luke Hemmings who about a couple of hours ago was throwing paper at me and pushed me against the lockers.

Great this is just perfect, i don’t know who looked more shocked.

Me or Luke.

He didn’t smirk at me, he just stared at me. I tore my eyes away from him to see his mum staring between us and then she spoke

“I’m guessing you two know each other already?”

Haha you could say that..

“We um go to the same school” i said quietly

Luke smirked making me wish i was anywhere but here right now

“Oh isn’t this great” Liz said clapping her hands and walking away leaving me and Luke alone.

I took one last look at him before turning, i didn’t want to spend anymore time with him than i needed to.

God not only is he going to make my life hell at school, he is going to make my life at home a living hell too.

So guys i’m back,i didn’t go away for long but i have deleted all of my work and starting fresh.

i wasn’t happy with my writing and i’m sorry if you guys loved my writing but i will be re-writing all my stories and making them better.

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Working at the service station is great for teenage Angelo - when it’s quiet he has time to work on his homework.  He’s on the Mathletes at Willow Creek High.

Rosie: “He takes me to see a horror movie about a psycho with a chainsaw dismembering teenagers and then he wants to make out during the gruesome parts!”

Ocean:  “Gross!  Teenage boys have no sense of romance…that’s why I’ll only date college guys.

Millie:  “Please, Ocean…you haven’t had a date in…well, I’ve lost count of the months.  And I don’t see what’s so wrong about making out at a slasher flick.  I think it’s kind of kinky…”

Rosie:  “You would - hold it, girls.  Who’s the nerd?  I thought Becca was working today?”

Ocean: “How are we going to score free stuff with poindexter watching us like a hawk?”

Millie: “Five finger discount - Rosie, you go distract him…”

Rosie: “Hey…you’re in my English class, aren’t you?”

Angelo: *clears throat nervously*

Millie: *whispering* “You’re shoplifting condoms?  I thought we just established that you get no action!”

Ocean: *whispering back* “I’m an optimist.”

anonymous asked:

we watched dead poets society in my high school english class today and i could NOT take it seriously cause i was thinking rpl the whole time. what have you done

freed you from a lot of misery, I think

4.24.2017// I had my mock AP U.S. History exam today and it was horrible. I’m 100% positive I totally bombed it. But luckily I have 2 weeks before my official exam, which means watch me cram! Woo! I also had a chemistry test today and bombed it >.< I’m doing terrible in that class, but the year is almost over! On the bright side, in my psychology class we’re watching “A Beautiful Mind” and its pretty good so far. My next mock exam is Wednesday for AP Language and Composition, but I actually love writing and English so I’m not worried over that one. 

On an off note, who else is obsessed with the new Paramore song????

Starlet AU

So we watched a movie about Francis Farmer in English class today, and it gave me this idea. Essentially, if you were a woman in Hollywood back then and you signed on with a studio, they owned you. You had to do everything they told you to do no matter what. You couldn’t talk back, you couldn’t refuse anything. They controlled every aspect of your life. That kind of… sparked an idea I guess? So here’s a starter for Starlet! Lucy. Abuse and rape/ sexual assault trigger warnings apply to this.
Lucy acted on camera. She acted off camera. She acted in front of her family and friends. Acted like everything was ok. Acted like she was living her dream, acted like she was happy, acted like makeup didn’t cover nearly every inch of her body to make it look like normal skin and not the mottled mess of scrapes and bruises that it was. She did her best to relight the twinkle in her eyes every time she saw anyone from her previous life, before she got stuck with this hellhole of a studio. It was hard to do, but it seemed like nobody noticed. She almost wished they would. She couldn’t tell anyone, she wouldn’t put it past the studio to have her killed. But if someone just happened to find out by accident…
“Cut! Again!”
Lucy huffed and stood with some effort in the slippery mud, her arms, hands, and rump sore from falling so much, “c'mon, again? We’ve done this eleven times!”
The director gave a yellow-toothed grin, “awe, sweetheart-”
She clenched her teeth, “Don’t call me sweetheart.”
“-we just wanna make sure it’s perfect. Besides,” his already growling voice took on a more sinister tone, “the decision isn’t yours. The decision is ours, Miss Ainsley. Right? Right. Again!”
Lucy opened her mouth to retort, but the scrapes and bruises beneath her costume (as well as the wicked glint in the man’s eyes) reminded her of what would happen if she spoke out, and she clamped her mouth shut. Instead, she shook some mud off of herself, “accidentally” flinging some mud at his back as he walked away. A defiant smirk played on her painted lips as he froze- but as soon as he turned back to face her, she knew she had made a mistake.
Lucy ran. She ran, and ran, and ran some more. She ran until her legs felt like jelly and her bare feet bled. Her torn red dress fluttered around her, and tears, rain, blood, and makeup streamed down her face. She didn’t know where she was running but away from the studio. She couldn’t stand it there any longer. Her life had been stolen from her by demons disguised as angels, by a nightmare painted like a dream. They took advantage of her in every way she never thought possible. Her work wasn’t hers, her mind wasn’t hers, her voice wasn’t hers, her body wasn’t hers. They were theirs. And she had to take it all back. Somehow, she had to take it all back.
Finally, she collapsed. She lay on the cold, wet pavement, trembling and sobbing. She slowly raised her head, her heart leaping as she recognised the area through her tears and the darkness of the night. She wobbled to her feet, stumbling in the direction of a place she knew she would be safe.

Today in english class we were doing an activity and we had to write down our hobbies and all I could think of was like:
-shipping gay couples
-fangirling over said couples
-reading fanfiction about said couples
-watch youtubers
-fangirl over said youtubers
-be sad

Needless to say that I didn’t write anything.


So we had to do some vocabulary exercises in English class today.



good things that happened today

- finished my math assignment

- i won a debate! we started class debates and i won the very first one!

- we didn’t do anything in english apart from the debate

- i got to watch a girl who had been against recycling argue that it WAS worthwhile because my teacher put her on that side

- didn’t start crying while arguing for once

- science wasn’t due

- our test isn’t until thursday

- we didn’t have our science teacher and were able to do whatever we wanted

- i entered a writing competition, now i just gotta write it

- math WASN’T due today because we successfully tricked our teacher but i handed it in anyway to get rid of it

- i realised that everyone got bad marks on our reports for literally everything (our teachers were crap last term)

- i also found out that everyone thinks our old science teacher wasn’t too good at actually teaching

- my class kept referencing the debates much to our math teacher’s annoyance/confusion

- Crush™ and i got to waste time by walking around school delivering stuff

- then we wasted time sitting behind the library counter

- my english teacher from first period walked in to see my literally bouncing on my feet, drumming my hands wherever i could. he had said that if he sees me last period, he’d bet i would be drooling half-asleep. i proved him very very wrong

- showed my friends a heathers song instead of working

- got to walk part of the way home with them

- got home to see a new ts video!!

funny story

(I am currently a senior in high school, and this happened during my junior year. My school is very high ranking, so to say that they take academics seriously is an understatement. I am the complete opposite of that, so many funny things have happened to me at school.)

During junior year, all of the juniors are required to meet with their guidance counselor a certain number of times to get college planning stuff in order. These meetings were usually a month apart, sometimes more.

One day, I was sitting in my English class, watching The Blind Side. My friend turned to me and said, “ugh I’m so pissed off we have our guidance meetings today”. I completely forgot about it, so I started freaking out because my guidance counselor is a bit of a perfectionist, so if I didn’t have everything that I needed together, I would be screwed. I asked my friend what we needed for the meeting, and she said we only needed the list of colleges that we were thinking about applying to. I’m a procrastinator, so I hadn’t started picking schools yet. I decided to avoid my problems by focusing on the movie, and coming up with an excuse on why I hadn’t gotten a list together because I had a lot of time.

A few minutes go by, and the scene where Michael Ore is starting to get recognition by college recruiters comes up. I realized that this was my chance to write down some colleges to bring to the guidance meeting. I wrote down: LSU, Ole Miss, Mississippi State, Alabama, Tennessee, and Arkansas. I was so happy with my list, and I knew that it would save me from getting in trouble.

I am from a small, affluent town north of Boston, Massachusetts. I’m not dumb, but I certainly don’t put as much effort into school as I could, so I have a 2.9 gpa. I thought that my guidance counselor was going to have a heart attack when I brought that list of colleges in for the meeting. Popular colleges for graduates of my high school are Cornell, Brown, Harvard, UCLA, University of Chicago, University of Virginia, etc. He was confused at my list of schools, and I was confused at my list of schools because I knew nothing about them, so it was a pretty awkward meeting.

To make a long story short, The Blind Side saved my ass and basically decided my future.

I ended up applying to most of the schools on my original list (plus a few extras) and was accepted into 6 universities. And now I am heading off to the University of Alabama in the fall. Roll Tide!

Today in English Class my teacher was going on about Gilmore Girls. Being the insane Supernatural fan I am, I began to fidget in my seat because Jared Padalecki was on Gilmore Girls in his youth.

After class I walked up to her -here is the conservation we had:
Me: Excuse me…you said you watch Gilmore Girls?
Her: Yeah I do!
Me: Does the name Jared Padalecki ring a bell?
Her: YES!!! I don’t like him in this series though (as Dean on GG)
Me: He’s so hot. I love him. Have you seen him recently? His hair is grown out.
Her: I heard! He’s great isn’t he?
Me: I’m seeing him (on a panel) next month, actually!
Her: Are you meeting him? You should touch his hair.
Me: I’m meeting a cast member of his, but-
Her: Touch his flowing hair.
Me: He’s so damn tall
Her: Call him off the stage and be like ‘bend over’ and then touch his head.
Me: He’ll be like ‘you’re short and creepy’
Then we both started laughing and I really love my English teacher

Theo- I Don’t Know. He Is Pretty Cute

Request-  Imagine now that Liam and Hayden are a couple, you have been tutoring Liam since he was a freshman because he wanted to be advance classes as a sophomore and a junior and you also don’t really like Hayden, Hayden starts to get jealous so she confronts you about it in the hallway and then explaining to her that you have no interest in Liam with the help of Malia and confronting her about being too dramatic and jealous, making her feel awkward in front of everyone around you.

A/N- I added a bit to this, but I hope you like it. Hayden does seem like the jealous type tbh. Next up is a Brett imagine.

“Do you wanna come over later?” Malia asked as you pulled things from your locker after third period. “We could watch netflix and pig out.”
You grimaced. “Sorry, but I have to tutor Liam today. And you know that’s gonna take forever.”
“Well I have to stay after for english-” Malia started. “Wait Hayden’s gonna be there too isn’t she?”
You rolled your eyes. “Of course. You know, I don’t think she gets that I’m trying to help him pass his classes, not sleep with him.”
“Then count me out. She always reeks of jealousy, and trust me it smells awful.”
“I’ll take your word for it,” you told her. “See you later.”

“So X equals 3?” Liam asked hesitantly.
“No,” you said, shaking your head. “Let me see what you did wrong.”
You got up from your seat across from him, walking over and leaning down to look at the paper. “Ah, okay. You didn’t distribute.”
“Oh,” he said, hastily erasing his work and redoing the problem. “So X equals 6.”
“You got it,” you told him, a bright smile on your face. “Remind me again why you’re taking algebra 2 as a sophomore?”
“I thought I could handle it,” he admitted. “Even though I barely passed algebra 1. It’s too late in the year to change it now.”
He frowned, looking down at his half-finished homework. “Hey don’t worry about it,” you said. “You just need practice, and a teacher who’s not 80 years old.”
“Is Mrs. Kamisky really 80?” he asked.
You shrugged. “She looks like she is.”
Both you and Liam burst into laughter, only to be cut short by someone clearing their throat at the table next to you. You looked over to see Hayden shooting you a dirty look and you rolled your eyes.
“No matter how old she is, she still has no idea what she’s talking about. They’d have fired her by now if they weren’t so short staffed.”
“Hey, if I was a teacher I wouldn’t want to come to Beacon Hills either,” Liam said. “There’s like nothing around here.”
“I think it has more to do with all the murders,” you said, tilting your head. “Now do problem seven.”
You waited as Liam completed the problem, all the while not being able to ignore Hayden glaring at the back of your head. You were about to turn around and say something, when Liam said “Done.”
You pulled the sheet towards you, frowning as you looked at the paper. “That number should be bigger.”
Liam sighed, his shoulders slumping as he buried his face in his arms. “I’m never gonna figure this out,” he groaned into the table.
You patted his shoulder comfortingly. “You’ll get it eventually,” you promised. “Don’t give up, okay?”
“I thought you were supposed to be helping him with his homework not flirting with him,” Hayden snapped.
You turned around, your eyes wide. “What?” you asked. “I am trying to help him. Which is more than I can say for you.”
“Whatever,” she said, her eyes narrowing. “I know you’re trying to steal him from me.”
Liam picked his head up, his wide blue eyes moving from you to Hayden.
“Sweetheart,” you said with a short laugh. “I’m not trying to steal your boyfriend. I have no interest in him whatsoever, and if you would stop being so dramatic and jealous for half a second, I could actually help him pass math.”
You didn’t realize how loud your voice had grown until the whole library was staring at you two. You looked back at Hayden to see her cheeks growing beet red, and you felt a little guilty.
“Come on, Liam!” she sputtered, turning her back on you and rushing into the hall, mortified.
“Sorry,” he muttered, shoving his homework into his bag and running after his girlfriend.
You frowned as the door slammed shut behind them, shaking your head softly. Ah, young love.
“Woah,” a voice said from behind you. “What was that about?”
You turned around to see Theo leaning against the now vacant table. You rolled your eyes. “Just Hayden being Hayden. Can you believe she actually thought I was interested in Liam?”
“If you ever leave me for Dunbar,” Theo said, wrapping his arms around you. “Then I’m doing something wrong.”
You smiled as he tugged you closer, tilting your head to the side and pretending to thing about it. “I don’t know. He is pretty cute…”
Theo raised his eyebrows. “Fair enough, but can he do this?” he asked, pulling you into a heated kiss as his hands slipped down to your hips.
“I don’t think Hayden would let him,” you said breathlessly, once you had pulled apart.
Theo laughed, throwing an arm around your shoulders as you walked out of the library together. “Neither would I. No one gets to do that but me.”

So we were watching the outsiders in class today while my English teacher was grading some papers, and after the whole scene where Dally tells Pony and Two-Bit that they need to get even with the Socs for Johnny, she looked up and was like,“oh my god is that Matt Dillon in underwear, let me replay that.” And we literally had to watch the whole scene again because she missed it


So we watched this in English class today.

I tried not to die as I imagined aph Sweden marketing this

So I think @lordminion has two new little Japanese fans?

During class today, two of my sixth graders kept yelling “DEAD BY DAYLIGHT!!” For some reason when we were reviewing English building names (hospital, bank, post office, etc).
After class they came up to me like “sensei! Sensei! Do you know dead by daylight?”
Me: “Yes”
Student A: “REALLY?! Have you played it?!”
Me: “No but I’ve watched it”
Student B: “you watched it? Does your friend play it?”
Me: “uhhh yeah. A… Friend (:”
A: “on YouTube?”
Me: “yeah”
Me: “UHHHHH yeah. My.. Friend is on….. YouTube”
A: “what’s their name??”

So I wrote down LordMinion777 on the board (they loved the name because they’re 11 and they love the yellow Minions) and were all excited about looking Wade up after school today. They thought it was AMAZING that there’s an American who plays dead by daylight!! Wow!!! (And he OBVIOUSLY loves minions, since it’s his NAME, so that makes him EXTRA COOL)

So eyyyyyy Wade say hi to ur two new Japanese fans. They’re really excited and cute and also can’t understand anything u say unless u ask them something like “What color do you like” lol (also sorry I said I was ur friend I was trying to act cool 😎)

//15.09.// Happy 32nd birthday prince Harry!!!

So today I rewrote my psyhics, latin and history notes, reached my daily Duolingo goal, tried to do some biology but my stomach hurted again (honestly what even) 😶 But I watched episode or two of Dan and Phil play The Sims 4 so it instantly made my day better (Phandom trash here) ^^

AND I AM SO HAPPY BECAuse I we had english test few days ago and teacher graded it today aND I GOT THE THIRD HIGHEST SCORE IN MY CLASS WO-HOOOO 🎉🎊

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