Principal Skinner #1

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Probably my worst chapter yet, but here ya go. And just so ya know, I know Mrs K usually teaches little kids but in this story she's teaching older, high schoolers.

"(Y/n)!"shouted your teacher Mrs Krabappel, frustrated by your silence. She had currently caught you, once again, daydreaming in class.


"that's the fourth time this week I've caught you daydreaming, and what's that your scribbling? " your face turning pale as she asked this. You had a huge crush on your principal, Seymour Skinner, and was currently, without realising it, writing his name on your paper, with hearts and doodles all around it.


"What is that you've written? Let me see" she says as she trys to rip it out of your hands.


"No!" You shout, louder than you intended to. She took your paper and read it. All you could do was sit there horrified, as she looked at you after reading the paper, with her mouth half open at what she had just witnessed.


"(y/n), this is the ultimate from of misbehaving! Go to principal Skinner's office now!" She shouted in an angry tone, whilst pointing to the door. This was probably a stupid decision for her to make considering the current situation.

You walked out, shaking a bit as she scrunched up the paper and through it in the trash.
"Oh WHY didn't i just pay attention in class?" You thought to yourself as you walked down the hallway. What were you supposed to say to him? This, you thought, was the worst day of your life.


You let out a shaky breath before knocking at his door.
"Come in" he says.


"So, what brings you here young (y/n)?" He asks calmly, doing nothing to calm your current state of panic and distress.

"I got uh, reported for, daydreaming" you say nervously, really not wanting to say anymore.


"Daydreaming eh?" He asks as you not your head .
"For the fourth time this week" you add.
" fourth time this week? What were you daydreaming about that was so important? No, wait, it's probably about boys, girls your age have a tendency to do that" he says with a chuckle.


"So tell me" he says. "Who is it you're daydreaming of?"
You looked away, scared. You were worried he was going to ask you this, like heck, what were you ever going to say? Perhaps you could just make up a lie and say it was some boy in your class. But you couldn't tell a lie, could you? It was cowardly, so you decided to tell the truth, besides, Mrs Krabappel knew anyway.
"I uh, was dreaming about...You principal" you say, looking away.


He doesn't say anything, only blinking twice, with a startled look
"Well that's uh, that's a new one" he says with a bit of an awkward laugh. Yup, this moment just couldn't get any more awkward.
"You're...pretty nice yourself (y/n), not in a weird way of course" he says finally, breaking the silence.

"Thanks." You say, smiling.


" well uh, you just go back to class, and we'll say no more of this shall we? " he says with a bit of an awkward smile as you get up.
"Thanks!" You say with a gracious smile.
"Oh, wait" you lean in and give him a long passionate kiss. You blush as you pull away, hardly believing what you just did.
"Just don't let me catch you dreaming in class again" he says with a smile as you go to open the door.
"I won't" you say, going back to class, not scared anymore.

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