When you walked out of your house you saw the familiar red PT cruiser, that belong the one and only Michael Mell.
You ran up to the car and opened the back door to only be met by Rich's voice, "Damn N/n you look good!"
You blush,"S-shut up."
"Seriously Y/ n you look really good," Michael smiled from the front.
"Where's Jeremy?" You asked trying to change the topic. Even though he broke your heart you still wanted to be his friend plus you didn't want to mention your confession.
"He went to walk with Christine," Michael scoffed, the venom in his voice obvious. Ever since the Squipidence Jeremy has been ignoring us ever since he began dating Christine. He did talk to us but he never had time for game night anymore.Rich wrapped his arm around your shoulders, "Ah Mike we're fine we got N/n here!"
You blushed deeply putting Michael's hoodie to shame. "Can we please get going?" You squeaked to Michael.
He laughed and drove off to school. You scooted away from Rich and stared out the window. You began to think of what life would be like with Jeremy....
Two little boys would be laughing and running around on a lush, green lawn.
A pale blue house in the background with you and Jeremy on the front porch. His arms wrapped around you figure and both of your hands resting on your seven month pregnant belly. Your wedding rings lit up as the light hit it perfectly. This was pure bliss.
But,
Christine is going to get this life not you.
You are broke away when Michael called out your name that you guys were here. You got out of the car and Rich wandered off to find Jake. You and Michael walked towards the front of the school until you had to separate. As you walked in you noticed the off stares people were giving you. They weren't making you feel comfortable.
"Don't go to your locker!" Squip shouted as you began to head down that way.
"Why?" You asked mentally .
"Just listen to me Y/n."
"No! I want to know!"
"Please."
"If you won't tell me I will just find out myself! "
"Wai-"
You walked up to your locker and saw something awful. There in your locker was in big red letters the word LOSER.
Your eyes widened as you covered your mouth and fought back the tears. Who would write that!? I
Michael? No. He's your best friend.
Rich? No. He's like a brother.
Popular girls/guys? No. Your friends with most of them because of Rich.
Jeremy? Yes? No? Maybe? He has been ignoring you and the guys. Plus he rejected you.
Christine? Maybe. She is Jeremy's girlfriend.
Those were the only people you could think of. Well, at the moment.
You walk to the bathroom ignoring the odd stares and was met face to face with Christine.
"Do you like my little present?" She smiled.
"Huh?"
"Your locker dummy,"
"Th-that was you!?"
"Well yeah! You tried to take MY boyfriend!"
"But-"
"Oh Y/n oh Y/n," Christine laughed. But it wasn't a happy one. It was one that sounded like and evil villain getting away with a diabolical plan to take over the world.
A sharp pain was felt in your arm. A warm substance ran down your arm as well. You look down and saw red drip from a cut in your arm. Your eyes filled with fear.
"Christine?"
No answer. But she cut your arm again.
"Christine!"
Still no response, but a few more cuts. Your arm hurt badly.
"Christine!?"
"Bye-bye darling!" She smiled walking away placing the blade in her back pocket. You watched as she walked away.
Why?
OK so this is another edit. I hope this is better than the last ones!

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Always the Last Player....(Jeremy Heere X Reader)
FanfictionEver since you confessed to your crush, Jeremy Heere, his girlfriend, Christine, began to abuse you. You tried to tell him but he didn't believe you and just broke off the friendship between the two of you. Now all you have is Michael and Rich, your...