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Preteen!2p!America x Preteen!Reader-End of the bus

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Preteen!2p!America x Preteen!Reader-End of the bus Pt.1


Finally school was over for the day and you rushed over to your locker. There was like three more months before 7th grade was over. 13 is usually an awful age. You started to realize that when your science teacher handed the class permission slips to learn and see…ugh! The miracle of life video. Gross.

Shivering as you shoved your books into your backpack, you ran to the other side of the campus to your friend’s locker. She wasn’t your main friend but you guys both loved (anime) so that made you guys extra close. Not much anime fans in Middle school. Walking with her, you talked about (anime) until she had to go into the auditorium for her rehearsal of ‘Hairspray’.


Parting away you went in line for the bus. Luckily you got to be ninth in line. Hopefully you could keep it. When the bus arrived most of the boys started going in front of the line and squishing themselves in. Some girls too. Rolling your eyes with a sigh you heard the yells of the yard duty to make a better line.

Shoving each other slowly, everyone tried to squeeze in through the entrance of the bus. Sadly when you looked over the seats all of them were taken. Only a few were free and that was in the way back. Where the bad kids usually sat. Where the boys would curse, flirt, say such sexual things and you hardly had any patience. For god’s sake! This is middle school!!!

With a huff you tried asking politely if people would let you sit but they would always use the same excuse, ‘I’m saving it for my friend’. Friend my butt! Annoyance was in your eyes when you felt the boys stare at you when you sat in the back. Staring out the window and holding your backpack tightly, you couldn’t wait ‘til you got home.

“Oh hey there~.”You heard a boy say from behind you.

Why world why!?!?! Glaring angrily out the window you continued to ignore his words. That is until you heard him and his friends start talking to you. Can’t they leave someone alone!? Shaking off every dirty comment, every false accusations, and lies they made. Please Chris! We all know you’ve never had sex before, okay!? Go back to masturbating in the corner!

Oh man how you wanted to fight back. And you did when they began to do the most offensive thing you’ve ever heard.

“Ooh~! Oh oh~!”Chris made his voice high pitched as if it were a girl moaning. That’s it!

But oh no, they weren’t finished tormenting you. Allen Jones sauntered his way over to the back throwing his stuff to his friends without a care. Then sitting next to you. Crushing your backpack in your hands you began to curse and threaten their lives in your head. Normally cursing would be really rare for you but for this. It’s welcomed.

“C’mon dollface~. Don’t be such a b*tch and talk to me.”Al chuckled.”Y’know ya want to.”

“Just because I’m a girl doesn’t mean I’m automatically into you! I have standards and please!!!”You snapped.”We all know that you’ve guys never had sex!! Now go back to masturbating about your neighbor’s daughter or friend’s sister AND LEAVE ME ALONE!!!”

“…oh..so you’re feisty?”Al said as if he didn’t hear a word you said.

This time you didn’t listen anymore to them. Blocking them out completely you began to sing the lyrics to your favorite song in your head. When the bus stopped, you quickly grabbed your stuff rushing out. One of your friends came out of the bus since she lived in the same neighborhood too.

One thing you didn’t know was that Al said bye to his friends and decided to follow you off the bus. With your friend coming out of the bus with a smile disgusted you.

“How could you be so happy?”You huffed.

“Because I can.”(Bf/n) retorted.

“I’m just sick of it. Boys are getting worse by the minute.”You frowned.

“Well you can’t do much about it.”(Bf/n) said. Sometimes she didn’t help at all. What you wanted was a friend who supported your back. Not for the other team or worst of all, not on anyone’s team.

“That’s just it. They say ‘It’s just boys being boys’ but really, the next thing you know, “You went on.”A young boy might rape a girl or kill one and they’ll just shrug it off with that stupid saying!”

“But boys do act like that.”(Bf/n) replied.

Getting a little angrier than before you started to walk ahead of your friend. Just to show her that you were upset. But of course she did live a different way from you so she went to the right street while you went to the left street. Crunching leaves and sticks below your feet, you wanted to grab scissors and stab them into a box.

It did help with your anger though even if people thought you were insane or violent. Feeling as if eyes were watching you, you looked around. Still the same old neighborhood. Grabbing tighter to your backpack, you tried shoving away the paranoia. But of course the paranoia wasn’t even the worst part.

“So you live around here, Dollface?”You heard his voice and wiped your head to see Al standing there.

That stupid boy! Even if your teacher’s said that you guys would begin to get interested in each other, you found that false. You were straight, but you’ve hated boys then and still now. Maybe in high school that’ll change but definitely not now. Glaring daggers at him, Al smirked as if your dirtiest look to him was nothing.

He stood there with his bomber jacket, jeans, and red sneakers. Not to mention his white tank top that was kinda covered by his jacket. That mop of a mess he calls hair was brown with a tint of red in it. And that cowlick he’s always had since the beginning. To the ‘growing’ girls, they found him cute and called him a hot bad boy. When you saw him, you thought a boy who might be attractive to others but that doesn’t make him any less of a huge pain.

Though you didn’t just hate his personality, his way with the girls at school, or his stupid acts to disrupt class. What you hated the most was that unpleasant, poisonous, smirk.

“What the freak do you want?”You growled.

“Why you gotta treat me like the enemy?”Al trudged his way closer to you.

“Maybe because you are!”You yelled. Every second you spent talking to him, you wanted to throw up. There was no point of heading home since he would follow you and bug you about it because he’ll know where you live. Not worth it.

“Ya know what princess!? When I see girls I don’t usually think clean so f*ck off on that subject would ya!?”Al shouted with such foul language.

“At least I was raised better.”You remarked.

“Oh…you did not just go there.”Al said slowly started pulling off his backpack.

Before you had another second to process anything he lunged himself on you. Landing hard on the grass, Al was on top of you. With all your strength you shoved him off, soon now you were on top. Giving him a hard slap you laughed in his face. As the continuous cycle of rolling on the dirt continued, the both of you ended up with dirt on your faces, messing hair, and twigs on your clothing and hair.

Al panted while he was on top of you. For some reason all your energy was gone. And it didn’t look too good for you right now. He got his face so closed to yours you cringed and turned your head to the side. Hearing him laugh, you got confused before you got a sloppy kiss on the cheek from him.

Immediately your heart jumped. Blood rushed to your face and all of a sudden that energy was back in you. Punching Allen so hard he collapsed a few feet away from you. Panting so hard, you felt like you ran 5 miles. It hurt to breathe. Still feeling some of his saliva on your cheek you began to freak out.

“No! Ew!!”You squeaked.”Why would you do that!?”

Quickly reaching for your backpack you ran in panic. Speeding through the steps to your home, you opened the door and closed it. With a deep sigh you walked slowly into your room to threw your things on top of your bed. Running your fingers through your hair, you could care less if your fingers bumped into twigs or if they had dirt on them.

Lifting one hand slowly, you touched your cheek and you felt the warm kiss slowly fading away. But when you thought about it they began to burn. Feeling your heart beat in your head, you began to hug yourself. Luckily it wasn’t your first kiss on the lips!  At least he didn’t do anything more! Good thing he didn’t follow you home! Don’t you dare get a crush on him! Don’t you dare fall in love with Allen Jones!
Finally made this!! I made this out of experience from sitting in the back of the bus.
I hate it. -^- I like sitting in the front. But here is the new thing I've been working on.
I'm already starting to write part two!!:D Sadly the title is too long so I wasn't able to put Pt.1 :(

I don't own 2p America
:icon2pamericaplz:

Pt.1:HERE
Pt.2:python-dina.deviantart.com/art…
Pt.3:python-dina.deviantart.com/art…
Pt.4:python-dina.deviantart.com/art…
Pt.5:python-dina.deviantart.com/art…
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Saroona0410's avatar
Lmao. So they're 13 in 7th grade? I'm 13 in 8th grade.

Am I that young ;~;.

BTW I mean like I'm in all-girls school cuz that's the norm where I live but boys always hang around our school and flirt with the girls or touch them.
Like last year some horny dudes were gathering around the school and one boy on a bike tried to drive next to me, my cousin and her friends. One girl fought him, pushed him off the bike and insulted his family, she was fuckin awesome.

I was standing there look at them in a disgusted way but I cursed myself for not standin up, I mean yea when I punch someone I can kill them but I'm too tiny they won't take me seriously. At least that girl was tall.

Fuckin bastards, finals are coming up next week, they'll be there again, this time Imma get a pocket knife and something sharp