Author: BindToMe69
Pairing: Big R x reader
7,669 words
Tags: high school, mouth breathing, pov: first person, fluff, cell biuughhh, anatomy tings, anthropomorphic, crystals, #meemaw, not-like-other girls girl, drooling while being in a state of awakeness, dreamy dudes, down with the bourgeoisie, asphyxiated in a grain silo
(Author’s note: OMG!!! you guys made the first part blow upppp, so ofc i had to write part 2. part 3 coming soon!)
Chapter 2: It’s Me, Hi
im at my locker getting ready for last period, still devastated by the events of the morning, when ACh sneaks up behind me and tickles my left-side love handle. i drop all my books including my favourite Jane Austen novel, Pride and Prejudice.
“What the heck,” i yell, disgusted by the sly smirk on his fugly face.
“Ya still haven’t given me an answer to my generous offa, bb girl,” he responds snarkily.
i lower my head in shame because i have no confidence in myself. From behind me, i hear the voice of my only friend in this whole entire dumb world: GABA.
“See you later alligator. We don’t want any of this,” she exclaims, gesturing to his twig-like body.
GABA is a goth girl, and has been one since first grade when we first became besties. Today she is wearing black-and-white striped high socks, slightly-ripped fishnet stockings, a black skirt with metal chains, a sweatshirt repping her fav band Panic! At the Disco, and a spiked choker. i would never wear her outfit because im not pretty enough. All the boys are scared of her, so she can always protect me.
“Woah, calm down mamacita. im just given them a chance to hang wit the big boys. Big R would neva date someone like them, they ain’t very pretty on the eyes ya feel” ACh says proudly.
A voice bellows from down the hall in response to ACh’s dumb analysis of my bootyful body: “Back off bro. That’s not cool.” it’s testosterone, AKA, Ron, the second hottest guy at school. Unlike Big R, Ron is built like a truck with huge muscly arms, legs, and a derrière to die for. Imagining his big body around mine, makes me blush a deep crimson red. ACh scurries away like the rat that he is as Ron approaches me.
“Don’t listen to him, beautiful. You got all the right junk in all the right places.” i nearly fall over because he just referenced mby favourite song ever!
“Pinch me,” i whisper to GABA. She rolls her eyes dramatically. i stutter as i try to think of a proper response to Ron’s husky voice. GABA ruins the moment by stepping in front of me and scoffing, “Never in a million years, bucko. You and i both know your reputation, and you are not gonna take away my friend’s first binding experience.”
Ron gives me one last smoldering glance and walks away. i want to punch GABA, but an idea forms in my mind. If ive learned anything from teen romances, its that guys want what other guys have. Maybe ACh is right and Big R doesn’t want me right now, but if i get with Ron, that’s bound to change.
GABA turns around to look at me when Ron is out of sight.
“i know that look. What are you planning now?” GABA asks.
i grin. Time for plan B.
The Procrastinator 