The New Girl (Mystreet X Reader)

(Chapter 9) What He Did

Heads up, this chapter will be different. OK? OK. Oh also, I am changing grey to disgust. And I'm adding a new color but you will read about it later on in the story. On with the story!

Y/N- Your Name, L/N- Last Name, N/N- Nick Name, H/C- Hair Color, E/C- Eye Color, F/C- Favorite Color, S/F/C- Second Favorite Color, F/F- Favorite Food

Pink- Love, Red- Mad, Dark Blue- Sad, Green- Nervous, Purple- Embarrassed, Yellow- Happy, White- Blank, Orange- Excited, Black- Panicked, Light Blue- Scared, Grey- Disgust, Red-orange - Enraged

(Y/N)'s POV

>Flash Back<

I was in the music studio with my band. Amelia, Sophie, Rebbeca, Tracey, Meghan, Lilly, and Ein. We were all practicing a song that day when a fight broke out after we finished.

"Well, you never sing on key."

"You never sing!"

"Of course I don't sing I'm the Drummer idiot!" yelled Rebbeca.

"I'm not an idiot."

"Yes, you are! You're the only boy in this band and you flirt with us all the time! It's GROSS! We're your friends and you treat us like any girl you see, you Casanova!" I could hear the yelling from down the hall. By now the rest of us are in the room trying to intervene, but every time someone tries we get pushed out of the argument again. We finally got the argument to stop.

A few days later. Ein was flirting with all of us again, but Rebbeca and Amelia. Rebbeca was because of the argument, and Amelia was because she said if he flirts with her one more time, she would kick him out of the band. The rest of us were envious.

A week later. I broke up with him. Yes, we were dating. I found it irritating that he was flirting with everyone. I didn't want to see him again. So I talked to Amelia and the rest of the girls, and we all agreed that he needed to be out of the band. So we came up with a reason that he had to be out so the public wouldn't ask us questions.

A month later. We were all getting more work done. So we were happy he was gone. We actually forgot that he was even in the band because it was so quiet. And now that I think back on it, my hand never changed to pink. How did I even end up dating him anyway? Anytime I was around him my hand was always red, white, or grey. Hmmmm.

>Flash Back End<

We were very mad that he had the guts to show his face to us again. I was less mad than the others due to my horrible past.

>New Flash Back<

I was 13. Still in middle school. My father always said I could have friends as long as I never told them what he did to my sorry life and never brought them over to the house. His words, not mine. I obliged.

So every day I was at school I would hang out with my friends, and act like a normal child. Until one fatal day. "So (Y/N), can we come over to your house?" FFFF-BEEEEP.

"Uhh... No. My da- father won't let me."

"Question. Why do you always call your dad, father?" Tracey asked.

"Because it's my preference. So there." Lie.

15 years old.

In high school, I was known as a heartbreaker. Correction The heartbreaker. And according to everyone else I was really pretty. I would treat everyone with affection, I was really popular, and I was also Bi. But this story is for another time.

18 years old.

When the last day of school arrived. I was finally 'happy' to be free of school. but when I got home I got some disastrous news. My dad told me that "I'm not going to spend money on some worthless brat so she can get an education." Again his words, not mine.