| TROUBLE MAKER | Michael X Fem Reader

Creepy shit

 After all the classes ended, you are finally able get out from that irritating and suffocating room. They called the parents of the kids you were with. Except for Aurora of course. Your mom didn't pick the phone up, neither did Michael's dad did. 

Every student started leaving the school, so did mark and Aurora. You were just about to leave with them when the teacher stopped and told you to stay. 

"Stay??? But, why do I need to stay??" You madly asked.

"No ones leaving not until I finally contacted your parent. And you too mr. Afton" the teacher answered your question.

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"As always." The teacher annoyingly sigh, hanging up the phone for the 5th time trying to reach out Michael's father.

"No matter how hard you try it all will be worthless. I'm telling you, that person never picked that goddamned phone." Michael crossed his arms, laid his back on the blackboard waiting for the teacher to finally let him go and leave him be. 

"Watch your mouth afton. Miss L/n, you're next. We'll call your mom again." The teacher clicked her tongue then started clicking buttons on that pale white telephone.

"Oh no need to be so formal. Call me by my name please" you said. 

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No matter how hard they call her, she also won't pick the phone up. This made the teacher more annoyed.

"Fuck!" The teacher yelled out of nowhere making you and Michael jolt. It was obvious that she's so close to having a break down but it literally caught you both off guard when she yelled.

"You know what? Fuck this. I still have many shit to do and this is just a waste of my fucking time. Do this again once more and I'll bury you both to my garden." Then just like that, she furiously stormed out of the detention room. You and Michael watch her leave with her green emerald bag on her shoulder.

Uhm.. at least I'm saved HAH

You chucked and went towards your seat to grab your bag. Just after you finally set the shoulder straps comfortably in your shoulders you felt a sudden grab on your wrist.

What the fu-

Before you could even finish your thoughts, your back head painfully banged the wall making you say ouch out loud. You felt another hand grab your other wrist and pin it also to the wall.

"MICHAEL!! THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!"

"Well, what do you think, y/n?"

"WELL, whatever your silly goofy game you'll do, I don't seriously have time for your bullshits right now so let me go." You said.

"Damn chill! I'm just messing around!" Then he let go of your wrist and let a giggle out.

"He wants me to give you this" he reached for his pocket then grabbed a folded paper out. He handed it to you.

"What in the world is this?" You grabbed the paper

"A fucking paper you dumbass."

"Haha funny but not funny funny. Who is it from?" You asked, starting to unfold the paper.

He didn't respond. But instead he started walking away. But just as he open the door he muttered a name. You didn't heard it but you're pretty sure that you were too focused on his lips that you know what he said.

'Jeremy'

Then he left. 

You looked down at the paper. It said 'afton's in the corner. 10" it just said like that. You scoffed and rolled your eyes. You crumbled the paper and tossed it.