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Dirty Minds and Locker Crimes - Jean x Reader AU 1

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"Oh my god! Is that Jean Kirstchein?!"

"I heard he's the most attractive guy in his school."

"Who cares what you heard?! Just look at him!"

You scoffed and rolled your eyes, as you scanned the field of players to the ones sitting on the benches. Your ears almost bled from the screeching of the girls cheering on for Jean, and they didn't even go to your school. You adjusted your green uniform, which consisted of a loose jersey with the number 05 and your name at the top, along with simple green shorts and your hair in a loose bun. You crossed your arms and leaned against the wall, the screeching of the girls ringing in your mind about what they'd do to him. Sure, you had feelings for him, but that was amongst the point. You didn't want those sluts touching what was yours. He wasn't yours yet, but he has put out a few hints.

"(Last name)! Where's my best player?!"

Your coach screeched, and you were put out of your daze. You ran up to your coach, and he pointed out to the fields. You ran out, hearing the cheers of your school. In less than 10 minutes, you've already scored three goals. That's one of the main reasons you were your school's best player. You'd been captain of the Track Team, basketball team, and you were also a drill team member in your middle school days, which added a bit of flexibility to your athletic agility. Jean couldn't take his eyes off of you, earning a few death glares back from you. Damn..(Name) has a nice- JEAN STOP IT. Jean cursed, taking his focus back on the game, passing the soccer ball towards you, which you kicked towards the goal and scored the winning point for your team. In less than 5 minutes, you were lifted off the ground, and looked below you to find your entire team chanting your name, along with the screeches of your parents and your younger siblings.

"What did I tell you fuckers about lifting me every-time we win a game!?"

*~*~*~*

You walked back to your locker in the girls locker room, which only consisted of about 5 other girls. They were all chatting and gossiping, while you changed back into your normal clothes, and closed your locker. Halfway out, you ran back to your locker, opening it and rummaging through whatever to find your locket. Your father had given you that locket when you were five. It had shrunken, so you wore it around your wrist instead of your neck. Your coach didn't allow any kind of accessories, so you always put it in your locker before a game. Groaning, you slammed your locker shut and looked through your gym bag, unable to find it there as well, along with your phone.

"(Name)? What're you doing still here?"

"Lost something-Well, two things." You explained to whoever it was. Jean walked towards you, helping you look around the locker room but the two items were nowhere to be found. The five girls walked back in here, sending smirks to Jean as they strutted towards him. "Hey, Jean. Good job with the game tonight." The girl who seemed to be the leader cooed. Jean gave an awkward smile, still looking through whatever he could find. "Thanks, but I can't talk right now." He said, cue the frustrated groan that came all the way from across the room. "What're you doing?" The girl asked, leaning to get a better view. "Trying to help (Name) find something." He explained and the girl scoffed, crossing her arms.

"Why are you even helping that tomboy?" She asked, clicking her tongue. "Well...She's my best friend, for starters." Jean said. "Soo...You mean you don't have a girlfriend?" She chirped, slowly running her finger up his toned arm, and he turned beet red. "N-No.." He stuttered, fighting the urge to slap her hand away and run back to you. He hated to admit it, but you were tougher than him. Plus he didn't want to hit a girl. The girl's eyes got dreamy as she slowly leaned closer to Jean.

"Jean! What the fuck do you think you're doing?!" You screeched. Inside, your blood was boiling. Not only have you lost your phone and locket, but some slut was trying to make out with Jean.Your Jean. With a yelp, the girl jumped away from Jean, her gang catching her before she could fall. "(N-Name), I-" "You said you were going to help me, and you're over here flirting with some slut!" You groaned, running your fingers through your hair and turning on your heel, storming away. "H-Hey, wait! (Name)! I can explain!" Jean yelled, running past the girls and after you. "Well, that plan totally backfired." One of the girls said, hoisting the main one back up. "What are we going to do now, Janelle?" She asked, and Janelle smirked, crossing her arms. "Don't worry, Natalie. Whatever I want, I get. And what I want, is that precious Jean." She cooed. "Well, how are you going to do that?" Natalie asked.

"Easy. We just have to get rid of little (Name)." Janelle retorted, pulling out your phone from her pocket.

*~The Next Day~*

"Hey, (Name). Did you find your phone or your locket?" Jean asked, walking up to you. "Well. Turns out my little brother hid my locket as a prank, but I still haven't found my phone." You sighed, closing your locker as Jean sighed. "I'm sure it'll turn up soon. We'll just have to be patient." He said as you sighed, propping yourself from your locker as you both walked to your first period class. "I sure hope so. But if I find out who took it, I just want to let you know I've got a collection of knives." You grumbled and Jean laughed. "Say, who was that girl who was trying to fuck you in the locker room?" You brought up and Jean turned beet red. "(N-Name)! W-We weren't doing that!" Jean stuttered. "Whatever." You chuckled, walking through the door and to your seat, Jean sitting next to you. "But, I don't know. You were so angry I didn't get to catch her name." He said, taking out his folder, you doing the same. "Oops. Sorry. You must really want to fuck her, don't ya?" You joked. "(Name)!" It's not her I wanna fuck. It's yo-JEAN. Jean cursed himself and you looked at him curiously.

The intercom beeped, signaling the morning announcements. But, instead of the boring voice of the principal, an annoyingly squeaky voice chirped loudly over the intercom. "Sorry! Morning announcements have been canceled. Instead I want to read everyone something so interesting you'll laugh." She cleared her throat, before speaking again.

"Dear diary. This morning, I woke up with a zit that size of a RASPBERRY sitting on my forehead. I know I'm not the kinda girl who freaks out over these things..But this was huge! My brother thought it was awesome, but my sister freaked out and started crying. My parents gave me awkward advice. My best friend laughed in my face. I was never more humiliated in my life. Thank GOD it was the weekend. And if things couldn't get worse they did. At the pharmacy my mom yelled all the way form across the room asking if I needed any cream for my butt. She actually came back with a jar of Hello Kitty gummy vitamins! How old did she think I was?! Five?! I refused to take them, so she gave them to my sister instead. Worse. Weekend. Ever. I'm just glad my crush didn't know. I'd die of absolute embarrassment. Sincerely....

(Name) (Last name)."

The entire class laughed, and Jean gave you a look of sympathy. You stood there, mouth agape. You shot up from your seat, running out of the class, ignoring the calls from your teacher or Jean. You looked in the classrooms, growling at the laughing kids, some even on the floor. Even a couple of teachers were trying to hold their laughs in! You ran to the office, and saw the girl from last night, known as Janelle. She was laughing hysterically. You growled and grabbed a lock of her hair, roughly yanking it as you punched her across her face. You gave about 3 good punches, before Jean, along with the entire security team, ripped the two of you apart. Janelle looked to be unconscious. Jean looked to you and glared, "What the hell is wrong with you?!"

"Sorry! Didn't mean to knock your girlfriend unconscious!" You retorted angrily, storming out of the office, leaving Jean speechless.

*~Time Skip~*

The intercom beeped, and the principal's voice rung out to the entire school. "May (Name) (Last Name) and Janelle Matthews come to the office?" She spoke, hanging up. You grunted, shooting from your seat and walking quickly to the office.

*~*~*~*

You walked in the office, seeing Jean and Janelle. You scoffed, sitting in the seat next to Jean. The principal cleared her throat before speaking. "Miss Matthews. What you did this morning was unacceptable. You will be suspended for two weeks. One for stealing Miss (Last Name)'s phone, and one for reading personal information aloud to the entire school." She announced, and you snickered quietly. Jean elbowed you, a slight smile on his face. "Before I announce Miss (Last Name)'s punishment, I'd like to ask Mr. Kirstchein all he saw." She said, and you and Janelle looked at Jean. He cleared his throat, about to cover for you, when Janelle whispered in his ear. "Tell her you saw (Name) punch me and knock me unconscious. If you don't I'll continue to read her personal information until she can't take it anymore. I'll also ruin your life. Better choose the right one. Me or (Name)?" Janelle asked as Jean gulped. "Mr. Kirstchein? We're waiting." The principal said, clearing her throat.

"U-Uh..I saw..."




















To be continued....
IM SORRY IM SORRY IM SORRY IM SORRY IM SORRY

I PROMISE 

I WILL MAKE A PART TWO BEFORE CHRISTMAS

I WILL I SWEAR

IF I HAVE TIME IT COULD POSSIBLY DO IT TOMORROW IF I HAVE TIME


heheheh there will also be more dirty things in part two hahaha


LOL NO NOT SMUT
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OH MY GosH WHERE The hEck IS PART 2?!?!??!