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this school is a prison (and im serving a life sentence)

Summary:

"penny, what the hell do you wa-"
" YOU'RE NOT GONNA BELIEVE THIS," she interrupts.
"what is it??", i question.
"MASON AND SAM ARE DATING."
... my phone falls to the floor.

OR

after a sudden change of events, kiera now has to deal with nearly 24/7 PDA and trying not to fucking shoot herself over everything.

(THIS IS PURE ABSOLUTE CRACK.)

Notes:

guess who's back. back again. kasafan's back. tell a friend.

HIHIHI WELCOME TO MY SUPER DUPER AWESOME FANFIC!!! i got this idea after 2 guys in my math class said quite a few homophobic comments... so i was like "ykw. since you two hate yaoi so much. i'll TURN you into yaoi."

everyone used here has fake names for privacy reasons (except for the homophobes because FUCK HOMOPHOBIC PEOPLE)

our main character is kiera (any prns) and the story will probably mostly if not always follow their pov!!

this will have pretty short chapters so srry about that... ANYWAYS ENJOY THE RIDE!!!!

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Chapter 1: you're joking. YOU'RE JOKING.

Chapter Text

KIERA POV

on my bed, i was just casually scrolling through instagram reels, watching whatever insanity popped up. sometimes i'd laugh, sometimes i'd cringe, it's like a russian roulette. after a few hours of doomscrolling, my eyes started to feel heavy.
   "i should probably take a nap," i thought to myself. laying my head on my pillow, i drift off into a deep slumber...







*bring bringgg*

groggily opening my eyes, i recognize the sound of my ringtone. taking my phone out from under my pillow, i see that it's a call from... penny?? looking at my notifications, i also see that i have a few unread messages that read:

> pence pence: YO
> KIERA
> ANSWER ME YOU FATASS

well damn. i guess i have no choice but to answer then.

   "penny, what the hell do you wa-"
   " YOU'RE NOT GONNA BELIEVE THIS," she interrupts.
   "what is it??", i question.
   "MASON AND SAM ARE DATING."
... my phone falls to the floor.