i think this is a sandwich

Rebel Rental: BenArmie au

Armitage Hux, seventeen and three quarters, stares down at his name badge.


‘This is what happens when you call the man you were supposed to intern with a bloated, nepotistic, old fool. You end up working at the local video rental place to build ‘character’.’

It shouldn’t be that bad, he’s been a bit of a cinephile since he had inherited that projector and all those reels, from a biological mother he didn’t know he had. He would much rather work at the theatre but they weren’t looking for anyone.

So he was stuck at Rebel Rental staring down at a badge with a nickname no one had dared to call him since he punched Thannisan in the throat a few years back.

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100 | Requested Drabble Challenge | Legolas Greenleaf

[permanent + legolas tag]: @avistella @laisidhixl

[permanent + fluff tag]: @mrs-myself

100. “You can only suffer through my whining for so long until you get up and make me a sandwich.”





“Leggy, Legolas, LegolAS-”


You grinned at his defeat as he paused, shifting his head slightly to the side. 

“Can you-”

“No,” Legolas said, returning to carving a symbol into his bow, cross legged on the floor. 

“But I didn’t even-”

“You’ve asked me the same question ten times now in a row, Y/N,” he replied calmly. “I think I can guess what you planned to say.”

“You don’t know that,” You hummed mischievously, rolling till you were splayed out on the ground. Bored and hungry made a bad combination for you to be stuck in.

“Y/N,” He said, and his tone was exasperated. You inwardly gave yourself a pat on the back for making the prince lose his temper.

You can only suffer through my whining for so long until you get up and make me a sandwich.

“I have faced far worst opponents that you,” Legolas bantered.


“Alright!” He conceded, throwing his hands up in the air in an action that was rare for one who held himself like Legolas did. You prided yourself in making him lose all his inhibitions before you.

“Told you,” You said smugly.

Legolas began to rise, mumbling, “Elves do not make men sandwiches.”

“Well you’re about to make this human one,” You laughed, rolling over once more to plant a kiss on his cheek before he fully stood. “Thank you.”

His face grew warm under your lips and he cleared his throat, lifting gracefully to his feet while shaking you off in the process.

“You’re welcome.”

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anonymous asked:

after some careful literature analysis, I have reached something that no one has mentioned yet. CHAPTER FOUR - OC eats a limp tuna sandwich. TEASER OF CHAPTER FIVE - Hoseok also eats a sad tuna sandwich. Is this a coincidence? I think not! THERE'S SOMETHING GOING ON WITH THE TUNA SANDWICHES. 👏OPEN 👏YOUR 👏 EYES 👏 PEOPLE👏. IT'S SOME SORT OF REOCCURRING MOTIF OR SYMBOLISM. 👏TUNA 👏 SANDWITCHES 👏. T U N A! S A N D W I T C H E S!!!

I wouldn’t say that my work is at the level that warrants literature analysis but……YES! THE CHOICE OF TUNA IS DELIBERATE! IT COULD HAVE BEEN SPAM, BUT NO–I WANTED THE BLENDED MEAT THAT BINDS WEARY SOULS!

Nothing is more disgusting than that fuckin roast beef and nacho cheese sandwich from Arby’s I think?? Or it might be rally’s I don’t know either way it’s vile

caw17 day 2 - favorite season
Every time I ask myself this, or even see someone else be asked this, I immediately find myself struggling to pick between the first three seasons. I still love 4, 5, and 6 but they don’t capture me in quite the same way.
My gut instinct is to say Season 3, likely due to how much I enjoyed the season finale. It definitely featured some great episodes and pushed the show a lot further. Admittedly, it may have been the overly niche nature of Season 3 that led to a reduced number of episodes and a lack of Dan Harmon in Season 4, but I don’t think that overly impacts my personal enjoyment of the season. Some ideas that were implemented weren’t built upon properly in future seasons (Shirley’s Sandwiches, Troy’s plumbing skills) and some left writers with serious issues with how to deal with the return of certain characters (Chang).

Season 1 also stands out in my mind - I don’t know that I’d even say I prefer it to Season 2 but the atmosphere of the show was so different then. It was different in a way that it was still finding itself. It’s just fun to see how the show started and developed.

This was not as neat, concise, or as eloquent as I may have hoped or even expected, but I feel it gets my point across fine. It’s been quite some time since my last rewatch of Community, so my memory isn’t perfect but Season 3 has always stood out amongst the rest for me. The variety of the ideas were great and led to some fantastic concept episodes. Obviously Season 3 was by no means perfect, but it was really good TV.

The signs as people I've experienced in college

Aries: that guy who yelled “well buttfuck me!” When the quadratic formula was mentioned in math class

Taurus: that one annoying girl who sits next to me and always has to comment after everything the professor says. Just shut the fuck up

Gemini: the guy who walks everywhere barefoot. He doesn’t fucking believe in shoes

Cancer: that one guy who yelled “kobe!” and tried to toss a paper ball into the trashcan and missed, only to try 5 more times and miss each time. He does this every class period, missing every. single. time.

Leo: the guy who looked me dead in the eye in the library and said “You know what? Fuck it. Fuck all this bullshit.” and left

Virgo: that one dude who always shares gum, mints, snacks, etc. with the people sitting around him

Libra: that weeb that naruto ran into the cafeteria, grabbed a Chik-fil-A sandwich, and naruto ran out only to be chased by one of the cafeteria staff because he didn’t pay

Scorpio: that beefy dude who called up one of his beefy friends to come and literally lift the snack machine and shake it to get his snack that got stuck

Sagittarius: that guy who fell down a flight of stairs, flipped off the staircase, and turned around only to realize I had witnessed the whole thing and dabbed

Capricorn: the girl who gave her boyfriend a bouncy ball in class only for him to slam it down (thinking it wouldn’t bounce?) and causing the ball to hit the ceiling, ricochet off the blade of the ceiling fan, only to smack the teacher in the side of the head

Aquarius: the guy in my psychology class who told his best friend sitting next to him that he had a “raging erection”

Pisces: that girl who was asleep on the floor in a full sleeping bag and a pillow

An open letter to my husband

by reddit user VenomousHeroine

A friend of mine recently bought a second hand laptop from a busy garage sale, the seller said that the thing won’t turn on. Being the nerd that he is, my friend got it working and found a strange letter saved on it. He mailed it to me after I asked him if I could share it here. So here goes:

“Dear Matthew,

I’m writing to you to tell you that I know everything that you do not want me to know. I know you must dread hearing this- especially coming from me, but I really need you to listen to what I have to say.

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mykye  asked:

I would make hobi something better than a tuna sandwich 😫. Literally slaying everyone with a small excerpt. Im just going to be at work thinking about tantric hoseok only being able to afford a tuna sandwich. I have never eaten and never will eat a tuna sandwich in my life lol. Anyways i hope your week is not going terribly slow and i hope you have a good rest of the week. There's always that wine hehe.

iconic-joonie said:whenever i see the word tuna the first thing i think of is ‘IT’S FISH! IF I GIVE FISH TUNA, I’LL BE AN ABOMINATION!“

Today, on Tuna Tuesdays with Iris….😂


I only have a short window before my body changes…

…Yeah I’ll say.

My version of Older!Yurio dump.


I like to think that Jack is so 110% that he can somewhat tell how Bitty is feeling based on the way his food tastes.

-Jack eating his sandwich with Marty, Thirdy or Tater (really anyone that is aware of Jack and Bitty)

Jack takes one bite, makes a contemplative face, puts down the sandwhich, takes out his phone and steps into the hallway. He returns 15 mintues later and continues eating as if nothing of significance occured.

“What was that about?”

“ Something was bothering Bittle so I just wanted to make sure he was ok.”

They ponder a moment for it seems whatever the issue, it has been resovled and prying isn’t a good way to talk to Jack. So they drop it and continued with their lunch.

This happens every so often and they start to wonder how suddenly in the middle of the day, Jack claims that something is “bothering” Bitty? One day someone decides to finally ask.

“If somthing is bothering Bitty why do you wait til you eat half your food before you call him?”

“I’m not always completely sure if he’s upset unless i talk to him directly or at least eat his food.”

“His food? Like what, it tastes bad?”

“No its still delicious, but different somehow. So i just call to check up. Usually its stress from school, so we talk through it and discuss how its going.”

“But how can you taste something like that?”

And Jack Laurent Zimmermann, as if someone casually asked 1+1? His response accompanied with the slightest shrug:

“He’s my boyfriend.”

Like what a silly question to ask?

Multiple sighs are released and heads hang low. Food is put down as eyes stare blankly at the ceiling. Some even have to leave, overwhelmed by Jack’s insane sincerity.

After practice Jack notices quite a few guys on their phones. Not meaning to, Jack passes and overhears variations of “Wondering how you day has been” And “Just thinking about you so I wanted to call and say hi.”

He doesn’t think much of it, (since it oblviously has nothing to do with him), and heads home.

The Signs Hold a Crying Baby


Taurus: Keep your tears inside your eyes where they belong, you pathetic excuse for life

Gemini: Continues the one sided conversation, “so I said to Tom, I said Tomas, that’s MY fucking sandwich- wait, is it okay to cuss in front of a -what am I saying, you don’t understand words yet- anyway I said to him…”

Cancer: *is the Crying Baby* 

Leo: Worry not, I will calm you with my talent for, uh, singing, “rock-a-bye baby in the -” baby: *screams louder* leo: okay well, fuck you too

Virgo: Gross pls tell me this thing didn’t poop OH MY GOD IT POOPED GET IT OFF GET IT OFF

Libra: Smiles and patiently calms the child, artfully hiding their discomfort and disgust, thinking “why the fuck do people keep making these things I hate them I hate them I fucking hate them ughh”

Scorpio: *glares* shut the fuck

Sagittarius: Tbh if you were my kid, I’d probably “forget” you in a shopping cart at the grocery store… shit, where is your mother? Don’t tell me she-  HEY LADY, YEAH YOU, COME GET YOUR KID

Capricorn: Calmly sets the child down and walks away forever

Aquarius: According to some scientific studies, crying indicates that in later life, the infant will adapt qualities of…

Pisces: Me too, kid. Me too.  By the way, it only gets worse from here…

anonymous asked:

Au where petunia is a witch and lily is a muggle?

When the letter arrives, Lily is almost as excited as Petunia. She writes Albus Dumbledore to ask if she can go to, and if she cries a little when the answer comes back no she doesn’t tell anyone. Lily waves from the train platform, writes diligently, and listens with excitement whenever her big sister deigns to share stories of magic.

Petunia gets Sorted Slytherin, where she falls into a mutually-venemous friendship with Severus Snape, who she had considered dirty and poor when he was skulking around Lily in their little neighborhood, lighting leaves on fire like a baby arsonist, but who now seems like the best ally in a pool of ugly little fish.

The blood-purists are their normal asshole selves, which Petunia responds to with busybody eavesdropping, cruel gossip, and manipulative emotional bullying. Severus calls her mudblood in their fifth year (it’s not the first time) and joins the Death Eaters. Tuney calls him a greasy git of a wanker and they still have lunch away from prying eyes now and then.

When the war comes, Petunia does not fight in it. She marries a Hufflepuff boy named Vincent Dunsley who spends their entire first date telling her about his junior position in the Ministry and his planned thirty-six bureaucratic steps to the top of the food chain. Vincent has no problem with Muggleborns, or at least not ones who behave as properly as Petunia.

Lily does fight. She’s been reading the Daily Prophet for years as she sits through history class dreaming of brooms and punching bullies on the playground. At seventeen, she writes Albus Dumbledore again. When he still writes back no, she packs a bag and shows up on the Order’s doorstep.

Alice Longbottom gives her a place to stay, some spare robes, and teaches her how to fly– Lily hopes, wrapped in a warm blanket while they sip cocoa and discuss action plans, that if she’d gone to Hogwarts she’d have been good enough to get Sorted Hufflepuff. Frank beams at his wife in the dim yellow light.

Of the Marauders, Lily meets Sirius first– shaggy hair and strong bones, he’s a tall glass of water and he’s anxiously watching a skinny, scarred boy sleep on the sofa. They’re an hour off a mission and Remus crashed as soon as they got back to headquarters. The first thing Sirius Black, troublemaker and risktaker, says to her is “Shh! You walk like an elephant.”

She’d snap back, but Remus does look that worn down, curled on the cushions.

Peter and James are in the kitchen, shoveling sandwiches down their gullets that are the size of their heads. James staggers to his feet when she comes in. “Hi. Uh, new recruit?”

“Something like that.”

James shoves his hair out of his eyes with one hand and thrusts the other one out in her direction. “James Potter,” he says. “Beauxbatons? I don’t think I ever saw you at Hogwarts.”

She grins. “Lily Evans,” she says. “Cokeworth. And I’d shake your hand, but you’ve got mustard on it.”

Lily defies the Dark Lord and his forces three times, with James’s wand at her back, with Remus’s and Sirius’s and Peter’s. They tell her about Hogwarts and its secrets, and she brings them Muggle candy bars and the boxes of X-Men comic books from under her bed. No one gets chocolate smudges on her pages, under threat of James’s disappointed-in-you face, which he’s been practicing.

Severus Snape hears about a Muggle Evans on the warfront. “Petunia’s not a Muggle,” he snaps when Dolohov mocks him for it, but Crabbe cradles his broken arm and keeps talking– about green eyes, red hair like a war banner– and Severus’s stomach sinks low in his gut, cold and aching.

Severus Snape overhears a prophecy and he tells it to his Lord. Lily Evans Potter is the mother of a halfblood boy with a mess of dark hair. Lily is in Augusta Longbottom’s living room, playing peekaboo with Harry and Neville, because Alice and Frank are already in St. Mungo’s, because she does not know that she is soon to be not a soldier but a fugitive. Her child has no scars, yet.

On Halloween night 1981, Tom Riddle goes to the Godric’s Hollow home that Peter Pettigrew betrayed. He kills James in the front room, wand in hand. He kills Lily in the nursery, after giving her a chance to step aside. He tries to kill Harry, but he fails.

Harry goes to his closest living relatives– his aunt Petunia, uncle Vincent, and cousin Dudley. He sleeps in a little room just off the kitchen, which he thinks used to be a broom closet. They hate the attention he brings when he’s dragged behind his aunt at the grocery store, so they leave Harry home when they go to Diagon Alley, Ministry potlucks, or the evening shows that Dudley fusses through, fists full of pumpkin pasties.

Harry knows how to wash dishes by hand, how to cook bacon without burning it (most mornings), and how to capture the spiders in the broom closet and escort them carefully outside. For his birthday Dudley gets a toy broom. For his, Harry gets an Albus Dumbledore Chocolate Frog card because Dudley already has fifteen and didn’t want that one. Petunia likes to peer over the hedge into the yard of Mrs. Figg, the squib who lives next door, and snigger about how she has to do her laundry without magic.

When Harry is ten years old, his Hogwarts letter comes in the mail and the Dunsleys are surprised. “I wasn’t sure,” Petunia sniffs. “I mean, with my sister’s blood in you and everything, anything could have happened.”

when you accidentally write a tragedy instead of a sin

School-Related Sentence Starters


  • “Did we have homework?”
  • “Please be my lab partner.”
  • “Can I borrow a pencil?”
  • “I really don’t want to talk in front of the whole class…”
  • “Can I copy off of you real quick?”
  • “Do you think the teacher is hot?”
  • “It’s not cheating. It’s just teamwork.”
  • “Do you think the new kid is hot?”
  • “Pretty sure the teacher is out to get me…”
  • “You are…so dumb…”
  • “Was Shakespeare gay?”
  • “Please tell me you didn’t start the project either.”
  • “If I do it at the last minute, then I’ll have a minute.”
  • “Can I borrow your notes?”
  • “This class is so boring…”
  • “Am I in the right classroom?”
  • “Someone drew a dick in my textbook.”
  • “Do you know where the nurse’s office is?”
  • “Someone put a picture of Shrek in my locker.”
  • “I can’t wait to graduate…”
  • “Meet me in the bathroom/gym/locker room later. I need to tell you something.”


  • “I forgot about the midterm.”
  • “I’m gonna FAIL.”
  • “Shut up! You always say you’re going to fail, and then you get an A.”
  • “Please help me study.”
  • “If I don’t pass, my parents are going to KILL me.”
  • “Do you ever think about how studying is just ‘student’ and ‘dying’ put together?”
  • “I live at the library now.”
  • “Do you need help with the chapter?”
  • “I don’t even know what I don’t know.”
  • “I’m afraid that they’ll revoke my scholarship.”
  • “I HAVE to be at the top of the class.”
  • “Do you even know how to read?”
  • “I don’t even get the Sparknotes…”
  • “Maybe I’ll be okay if I pick A for every answer…I have to get an A, right?”
  • “I don’t need to go to college anyway.”
  • “Sleep is for the weak.”
  • “I just did 200 practice problems. I forgot my own name.”
  • “I remember that shrimp can see more colors than we can, but I don’t remember the vocabulary words for the test.”
  • “Your notes are just doodles.”


  • “What’s for lunch?”
  • “Please trade lunches with me.”
  • “I dare you to fling your peas at the principal.”
  • “There’s NO way I’m eating that.”
  • “All I have are skittles and an old Oreo.”
  • “I would kill for a taco right now.”
  • “Lunch is the only class I can do well in.”
  • “There’s pizza today.”
  • “Is that a bug in your sandwich?”
  • “Ugh, this is expired.”
  • “Is this seat taken?”
  • “I can’t eat that, I’m on a diet.”
  • “Did you make this?”
  • “If you give me a dollar, I’ll love you forever.”
  • “I made brownies.”
  • “Let’s eat outside today.”
  • “Do you think we could get pizza delivered to the school?”
  • “You’re in my seat.”
  • “These freshmen think that they can just take our table…”


  • “I can’t run for my life.”
  • “Don’t throw the ball at me!!”
  • “Why do you look so red?”
  • “I’m DYING.”
  • “It’s just sports! What could go wrong?”
  • “I can’t run anymore.”
  • “Your team is going DOWN.”
  • “Are you okay?!”
  • “You really suck at this, don’t you?”
  • “Think fast!”
  • “Is that the best you can do?”
  • “I dare you to race me.”
  • “I think the gym teacher is a supersoldier.”

Uniforms / Clothes

  • “I HATE these pants/skirts.”
  • “Do you think anyone would notice if I wore pajamas?”
  • “I haven’t washed my gym clothes in a week…”
  • “I should be allowed to wear whatever I want.”
  • “Can you believe they called my outfit ‘inappropriate’?!”
  • “I’m so sick of seeing (school color).”
  • “I wear this uniform in my dreams. I mean, in my nightmares.”
  • “Those are the most hideous shoes I’ve ever seen.”
  • “Do you think her/his girl/boyfriend got her that?”
  • “Did your boy/girlfriend really buy you that?”
  • “Class rings are overrated.”
  • “We should totally get matching hoodies.”
  • “What show/movie is your shirt from?”
  • “I can see your underwear.”


  • “Wanna skip?”
  • “I can’t believe I’m in here.”
  • “Welcome, prince(ss)! Is this your first time?”
  • “That teacher DESERVED to be cursed out, okay?”
  • “I didn’t even do anything wrong…”
  • “Fuck the police.”
  • “They put me in here just for being late…”
  • “Did you actually bash the principal’s car?”
  • “A little thing like you managed to beat the crap out of someone?”
  • “You look like you don’t belong in here.”
  • “This is prison.”
  • “I tried to stab a kid with a pencil.”
  • “They think I’ll learn my lesson in here? I’m going to do it again.”
  • “All I did was a little graffiti.”
  • “I’m taking a nap.”

*swamped with homework and feelings and managed to shell this out a month late…I’m a mess™*

Request:  Hii can i have a drabble thingy game with jimin?TY😙😉 12,23 by  rebelliousjvmin

Word Count: 8.6k

Originally posted by bwipsul

He’s a literal angel

You were immersed in a deep sleep, tired from working on a large project that was worth half your grade. In you attempt to disconnect from the world around and sleep peacefully, you blocked out the sounds and all touch with reality. The sudden dip in your bed didn’t bother you, the presence of another body and an arm haphazardly wrapping around you, these were things you were blocking out. Until you felt a finger on your cheek.

“Hey, roomie.”

“I hate you.”

“You know you love me.”

“Kiss my ass, Jimin.” You used to think you were lucky to be paired up with your best friend in the dorms of your university. Until you realized he was a clingy, sassy and messy guy that never failed to annoy you. His leisure attitude towards school was opposite to your dedication to reading every word of your textbook. He was a jock, baseball being the reason he was here in your room and cheekily smiling at you.  

“I wouldn’t mind doing that.” You whacked him in the face with your pillow, wanting him to leave your room but he instead pulled you closer against his chest.

“Let go of me, you pervert.”

“You told me to kiss your ass, now…”

“I swear to god, Jimin, I’ll suffocate you in your sleep.”

“Kinky. I always wanted to test out breath play.”

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the bike shorts incident

Zimbits | Fluff & Crack | 3.2k | AO3

Bitty gets a series of texts from Jack just minutes before their shared class is due to start. Bitty is alarmed for several reasons—Jack’s preference for sending single texts, and the fact that Jack is normally in class before Bitty at the top of the list.

Jack 9:56 Are there seats in the back row?

Jack 9:57 Can you move to the back row and save me one

Jack 9:57 Near the door on the east side

Jack 9:57 Please

Jack 9:58 ??

Bitty isn’t sure what’s going on, but he gathers his stuff quickly, dumping it into his bag, and heads to the back row near the specified door, trying to type as he goes.

Bitty 9:59 I’ve moved. Got a seat for you. Everything okay?

Jack 9:59 Is anyone near you?

Bitty looks around.

Bitty 10:00 A few people further down the row, and about five rows in front. Teacher just walked in and is setting up.

Bitty looks around to the door, holding his phone in case it buzzes again with a message from Jack.

The teacher calls the class to attention and there’s still no sign of Jack. It’s not like him to miss class. Bitty wants to go out and find him to see what’s going on, but he can’t now that the teacher has seen him. He gets out his books and pen again, and focuses to the front, keeping his phone visible on the desk just in case.

He keeps an ear out for the door, and just as Professor Miao begins her lecture, he hears it opening. It’s almost like Jack was waiting until he knew she’d started.

Jack sticks his head through the gap and looks around nervously. He meets eyes with Bitty, who raises eyebrows at him, trying to get some clue as to what Jack’s been texting him for. As Jack pushes the door open slowly, and hurries quietly in, practically tiptoeing over to the seat Bitty has saved for him, Bitty thinks he knows what Jack’s been worried about.

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Road Trip || c.h

tbfh i was writing car sex w/ cal but i deleted it bc i thought it was trash omg (i dont think this was amazingly written, pls forgive me ;[)

Warning: this is fucking l o n g. 


“Baby.” You heard a soft voice call to you in your head. You were sleeping soundly, until this voice kept sounding in your head. Your eyes fluttered open slowly, introducing you to the dimly lit car. The car stumbled upon a bump, allowing you to float in air for just a moment. 

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rumours - zach dempsey

pairings: zach dempsey x reader 

word count: 935

plot: zach ignores his bestfriend

a/n: i hope you guys enjoy my first imagine ;~)

It was the end of spring break and you were getting ready for the day.

Zach hasn’t been answering your texts and calls which was weird because he always does. He would even phone you at anytime of the day whenever he was bored and hungry and spam you with texts while you’re asleep.

It was driving you pretty insane and you were glad it was the first day of school today which means you would see him after not talking to him for the almost the whole spring break.

“Hey” Clay walked up to you and you greeted. “It’s so weird seeing you without Dempsey” he said and what he was saying was true, you yourself was feeling weird about it too. “and it’s so weird seeing you without your bike” you chuckled. Clay was your neighbour and whenever Zach couldn’t pick you up and his bike was broken it was normal for you guys to join together to walk to school, since it was pretty near.

“You know what’s even weirder? I haven’t seen and spoke to him this past week” You sighed. “Really? Damn” Clay said and fixed his hoodie.

“Are you okay (y/n)?” Clay asked breaking the silence. “I’m just thinking why he hasn’t been talking to me” you sighed and started recalling everything that happened during the summer that you might have done to make Zach ignore you. There was one time when you stole half of his sandwich but that would be a stupid reason for him to ignore you.

You and Clay made it to school, safely and you both walked in and parted ways. There you saw Zach, leaning against on the locker with a couple of his jock friends that you hated. “Wow” you mumbled to yourself and quickly walk past them to go to your locker.

“Hey (y/l/n)!” Monty called and grabbed you by your arm. “Yes de la Cruz?” you asked a little pissed cause you just had this unreasonable hate towards him. “How’s Walker in bed?” he asked and his friends laughed while Zach just looked down. “I have no idea what you’re talking about” It was true, you had no clue at all.

It was finally lunch time and you walked into the cafeteria and made your way to an empty table. A couple of people on a table just across yours were talking and you heard your name pop-up so you decided to listen.

“Did you hear about (y/n)?’ one of them whispered. "Yeah, I heard she begged Bryce to hook-up with her during the spring break” the other answered back whispering. “What a slut” the other person commented and your heart broke at that point. You knew everyone at school was talking about you and giving nasty comments so you stood up and made your way to Bryce’s table with his friends.

“Ahh (y/n), come for more?” Bryce smirked while his friends snickered and a few people were staring, but you didn’t care. You then slapped Bryce and his friends threw some ‘ooh’s here and there.

“I don’t know what the fuck I did to you to make you start a rumour about me” you said as tears streamed down your face. “I want everyone to know that whatever you said was fake” you continued. “What are you gonna do if i don’t? As far as i know i could get you kicked out of this school” Bryce smirked.

“Bryce Walker you are a fucking devil” You said through gritted teeth and walked to your table, picked up your bag and quickly ran to the empty field, sat on the bleachers and cried. You then heard someone walking towards you so you looked up, Zach.

You wiped you tears away and looked down as Zach then crouched in front of you and gently took your hand and rubbed circles with his thumb. “(y/n), I’m so sorry i didn’t do anything back there” he sighed. “Look, if you’re angry at me I completely understand but can I at least bring you home?” he asked.

“Why did you-” You paused and took a deep breathe and continued “Why did you ignore me for the p-past two week?” You asked shakily and looked at Zach but he looked away. Zach didn’t want to look at you because he knew he was part of the reason you’re crying.

“I believed Bryce” he said still looking away. “When he says things like that it’s usually true because he’s… Bryce. I got so mad and jealous because I wasn’t your first kiss and I wanted to be your first kiss and I never kissed you before because I didn’t want things to-” you cut him off by grabbing his face then turning it towards you and pressing your lips against his and he didn’t do anything at first but he then placed both of his hands on the sides of your face and kissed back.

“make things awkward…” he continued once you pulled away. “Zach, if Bryce was the last person on earth I’d kill myself before he even talks to me” you chuckled and smiled softly. He then grabbed your face and kissed you again and he slowly pulled away leaving his forehead against yours while smiling like an idiot.