Random One-Shots

What it's like having Y/n in your class

A/N: Heather x Reader, HERE WE GO! BTW THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR 10K READS! I FREAKED OUT! I LITERALLY SCREAMED BUT THEN REALLY HURT MY THROAT BUT EH WELL! IT WAS SO WORTH IT. THANK YOU! I LOVE YOU ALL!

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Y/n's hand shoots up into the air,

"Yes, Ms L/n?" The teacher asked as she pointed her pen in Y/n's direction.

"Yeah, no, I just have one question." She said which made the teacher look at her confused,

"Okay, what is it?"

"I can't read your handwriting." Y/n said.

"Well- well what do you want me to do about that?" The teacher asked.

"I don't know. Maybe write on the board-"

"Y/n." Heather sternly said.

"What? I'm just saying-!"

"I don't care if your 'just saying'" Heather complained laughing slightly,

"Wait so then can you write it on the board?" Y/n asked the teacher, she sighed.

"Fine." She huffed out,

"Thanks Ms Potty." 

"It's pronounced Ms Pot-tie!" She defensively complained, 

"Not my fault, I can't read your handwriting." 

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Y/n leaned across the table and tapped Heather's shoulder who was in front of her, Heather glanced behind her and saw her practically lying on the table,

"What're you- what're you doing?" Heather asked looking at her confused,

"I need- I need a pencil." She said using her hand like she was writing something; she put her hand slightly forward going to attempt to steal her pencil and the table started to fall causing her to fall to the ground and the table lands on her stomach; she groaned in pain letting out a string of hummed groans. "I-I don't think I need a pencil anymore..." She groaned out. Heather wanted to laugh at that comment but she immediately got up and kneeled down as the teacher and a few other students. 

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Y/n was running late to class and she rushed toward it and thought that it was a door that you would pull so when she went to pull it but banged her head in the door making her fall to the ground in pain; she groaned in pain, the door opened and the teacher as well as Heather near the front saw her as well. 

"Ms L/n are you okay?" The teacher asked.

"Yeah, totally... u-uhm, might need an ice pack though." She groaned out holding her forehead in pain. 

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"Do you need a pencil again?" Heather asked, Y/n nodded her head and when Heather threw it, she catches it one handed and continiously flipped it as one flip failed and it hit the girl behind Y/n in the upper cheek,

"OW!" The girl exclaimed as it just so happened to be a girl who both Y/n and Heather hated, them both covering their mouths as they wanted nothing but to roar with laughter,

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"Heather." Y/n whispered to the girl next to her, Heather hummed, her eyes focused on the work. "Heather." Y/n repeated in a whisper again,

"No, I'm not giving you a pencil, you owe me 15 and it's the first week of school-"

"It's not about the pencils which I will buy for you to make it up to you, but can you look at me?" She asked which made Heather's eyes narrow.

"W-What? Why?" Heather questioned giving her a brief glance that Y/n wasn't ready for.

"Hey, no, no. Just look at me." Y/n pleaded. Heather sighed and looked at her to see her eyes cross-eyed. "Am I doing it?" She chuckled out, Heather shook her head and went back to doing her work. "Woah, I feel dizzy." She mumbled as she leaned back in her chair and made her eyes go back to normal. "Did I do it-?"

"Yes, now do the work." Heather gritted out, Y/n huffed and continued the work, trying to distract Heather ever second which wasn't working so she gave up and crossed her arms.

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"No. I'm not doing it." Y/n said crossing her arms giving the teacher an annoyed glare,

"You have too, you've already passed, and you have one more question to do that I already know you know the answer too." The teacher, Miss Nisbet, laughed out.

"If I've already passed, why do I need to do the last question?" Y/n questioned looking up at her making the class laugh as everyone had done the test but she skipped it as she wanted chicken nuggets from McDonalds. Even though she tried to convince Heather to join her throughout the week, Heather disagreed and didn't allow it as she continiously told Y/n that she would do fine on the test as she was passing maths with flying colours.

"Heather!" Both Ms Nisbet and Y/n said turning to her pointing at each other. Heather laughed and got up going over to Y/n.

"Love, look at me." She whispered as Y/n was glaring the teacher down, she huffed and looked at Heather. "Do the last question and she'll give you a lollipop." Heather said as she pointed at the tub that was seated on the teacher's desk, Y/n's eyes lit up but then she looked up at the teacher for confirmation to which she nodded her head. Y/n grinned and sat up no longer slouching and wrote the answer down and moved it toward her. The teacher ticked it and grabbed the lollipop and handed it to her.

"There you go." Miss Nisbet chuckled out,

"Yeah, yeah." Y/n huffed out as she walked over to her seat after she snatched the lollipop from the teacher's hand, Heather gave the teacher an appreciating smile then sat next to her. Y/n tried to open the lollipop but kept failing, to the point where she was so focused that her tongue was slightly out and her eyebrows furrowed; the whole class was staring and Heather just chuckled and took it. "Hey-" Heather opened it and handed it to her,

"You just need to be calm, not angry." Heather chuckled out, Y/n put the lollipop in her mouth and cheered up almost instantly, smiling and doing the work and the questions with ease as Heather was already finished. Waiting on Y/n to catch up so they could both start doing the next worksheet. 

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"Can you explain to me what you find so funny, Ms L/n?" A teacher, Mr Johnston, asked. Y/n snickered.

"R-Repeat the name of the girl's name..." Y/n wheezed out as she put her hands on the desk and shoved her face into her arms as she laughed more and more.

"Who? The girl?" Mr Johnston asked, Y/n nodded her head. "Kitty-"

Y/n fell to the floor of laughter, once she got back in her seat she tried to calm down but couldn't help laughing,

"What is so funny?" A kid asked laughing.

"K-Kitty... bruh you might as well just say puss-" Heather covered her mouth as she snickered. The whole class roared with laughter.

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"Psst, Heather." Y/n whispered. Heather hummed in response turning to her. "Can we go make-out in the bathrooms?" She asked with pleading eyes, Heather stared her down for a moment debating it and sighed.

*A few minutes later*

Y/n smiled taking Heather's t-shirt off as they moved into the bathroom stall awaiting there passionate make-out to become more and more intimate.

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A/N: I'll most likely do parts here and there of this type stuff, hope you enjoyed!