Modern Au

Modern au

Nerd! Powder x Cheerleader Fem!reader

reader is written to be of any skin color or size.

this is very gay.

Vi is two years older than powder in this one, making her a senior and powder a sophomore. Caitlyn is a senior and reader is a junior.

Reader is down bad.

Small drabble.

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(Name) presses her perfectly manicured nails against the stall door and gives it a light push. Opening the door and revealing herself behind it.

The (haircolored) girl walking quickly through the small tagged arch and towards the sink in front of her. Washing her hands and reapplying her bubble gum pink lip gloss. The girls (colored) eyes connecting with soft grayish blue ones through the mirror. A feeling of bashfullness washing over the girl.

Powder Lucas.

(Name) stares into startled glacous blue irises for a few more seconds before flashing her a quick smile.

The girl behind her immediately looking down towards her chipped fingernail polish instead. (Name) hummed softly, wishing the girl behind her would catch her eyes again.

The bluenette wore paint and oil stained black overalls today, her dark navy hair braided into two double dutch braids instead of their usual long fishtail. Mud splattered black sneakers covered her feet, her shoes a little on the larger side. Slightly different from the ones she normally wore.

Not that (name) noticed of course.

The (skincolored) girl dries off her hands softly with a paper towel. Adjusting her skirt in the mirror and walking out the bathroom with another word. Wanting to get out of the situation before powder noticed the soft blush dusting her cheeks.

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Alexander slaps the tray from powder's hands, the blue plastic object clattering onto the floor without much of a struggle. The loud noise interrupts most of the chatter in the lunchroom, the students now staring at the interaction. Powder turns bright red at the attention and reaches down to pick up the fallen tray, alex kicks it away from her.

(Name) rolls her eyes and sits up in her seat. Here we go again.

Alexander Travis was a football player of course. Who believed his own bullshit and thought himself and other like him superior because of his clear financial advantage. In other words, he was an asshole.

An asshole who up until recently had a girlfriend that had left him for powder's troublemaker older sister. (Though, name thinks their relationship was fake the entire time, Caitlyn hadn't even pretended to be into him.)

An asshole who also got his teeth kicked in by powder's aforementioned troublemaker older sister who, because of it is now suspended for a month.

And since troublemaker Violet Lucas (who goes by 'Vi' to her very few friends) isn't here to kick his teeth in again, Alexander these past few days has taken to getting even through her much meeker younger sister.

Harassing her in gym, embarrassing her in front of teachers and overall being a huge dick to someone years younger than him.

The teachers look the other way because Alexander's the principals nephew and they don't want to lose their jobs. Students look the other way either because they, like alex, hate Vi and want to take it out on her or their just scared of the repercussions of standing against him.

(Name) tried to get him to stop behind the scenes quite a lot of times. Appealing to their past status as friends and even promising to go on a date with him if he'd just leave the poor girl alone. But he just shook his head and said that that 'poor ass family' had to pay and stopped to conversation at that.

The cheerleader pops the bubblegum loudly in her mouth, making sure it reaches the only two standing up in the middle of the lunchroom. The sound cuts off Alex's stupid ass taunts and makes him then towards the (haircolored) girl who cups one of her hands to her face and leans on the lunch table, obviously bored.

"Got something to say (lastname)?" He raises an eyebrow challengingly, thin lips twitching downwards when (name) says nothing and instead just blows up another pink gum bubble.

The girl pops it again and chews loudly. "Yeah actually, when are you gonna leave that poor girl alone?" She uncrosses her legs and prepares to stand up.

"What?" Alexander let's out a little snicker, surprised that she's so blunt in public. He turns to the cheerleader, forgetting the glaring bluenette behind him.

(Name) stands up, smoothing her skirt out and letting it fall to her knees. "I mean, I get it Vi literally stole your girl and handed your ass to you on a silver platter, but it's done- it's over now, just let it go dude."

Powder behind him stops attempting the impossible task of picking up the sticky mess of cheesy mashed potatoes from the tiled floor and instead stares ahead, her mouth opened slightly showing off her cutely gapped teeth.

Alex scoffs at her words and crosses his arms. "Your really sticking up for this bootlicker and her jailbird of a sister?" He questions, the threat clear in his words.

(Name) shrugged. "Nobody else seems to be." And with that the conversation is over. The (haircolored) girl brushing past him and bending over slightly, offering the girl on the floor a hand that she takes with shaking fingers.

A tingle flows through (name)'s body where their fingers touch and the girl bites back a gasp. Suddenly a lot more self conscious after successfully grabbing the hand of her kinda sorta maybe longtime crush.

Slowly, she pulls the bluenette off the ground until she's standing up right in front of her. The cheerleader awkwardly picking off chunks if mashed potatoes from powder's outfit and clearing her throat. "There. Good as new." (Name) flashes another (hopefully comforting, most likely off putting) smile at powder's bewildered face and picks the lunch tray up. Not even bothering with the food on the ground.

The older girl, in front of everyone, gestures to her own table where there's only her lunch box. "Wanna come sit? I don't think I can fix this." She lifts the tray in question and looks over to the food on the floor. "But I have packed an extra lunch with me."

Powder blinks and stares for a few seconds at the offer and (name) grows even more embarrassed at the amount of eyes still on them. She'd never invited another person back over to her table before. Caitlyn has, most of the other cheerleaders have, but the girl never really felt comfortable talking to somebody else while eating.

"Yes." Powder's voice is soft, a slight rasp curls around her words and a monotonous edge is imbedded in the sound. Her voice brings a small fluttery feeling to her chest and nestles butterflies in her previously settled stomach.

This isn't even close to the first time (name) has ever heard the younger girls voice, not even close. But it's the first time it's actually directed at her and the acknowledgement is what sends her over the moon.

(Name) nods a little too quickly and forces off the smile threatening to pull at her cheeks. "Cool." She hopes powder can't hear the voice crack. The cheerleader bounces on her feet, feeling as if she won a million dollars as she pulls the sophomore over to her vacated table.

Powder stumbles over a little less gracefully and sits down. Bunching away from the older girl almost immediately and drawing in on herself. Barley visible light pink blush dotting her perfect freckled cheeks.

(Name) thinks nothing of it, not offended at the girls blatant closed offness and pulls a nicely wrapped pretty calzone out of her pink bag, chips and a small drink leaving it after and she hands it to her junior.

Powder takes it slowly, as if thinking (name) would snatch it back and laugh in her face if she moves to quickly. (Name) would never.

Eventually she takes it, their fingers brushing against each other and making both girls shiver at the touch. Powder gently unwraps the calzone and takes a small nimble of it, her eyes lighting up when the flavors touches her tongue and she goes back immediately to take a larger one.

(Name) discreetly watches her, not even touching her own messily put together homemade burger, pride filling her while watching powder happily stuff her cheeks.

She stayed up all night perfecting that recipe she pawned off of cait who got it from Vi. That damned thing was a lot harder to make than it seemed and (name) gained even more respect for the pink haired girl who made it perfectly everytime. The cheese grating in and of itself nearly had the (hair color) quitting at multiple points during the night.

The cheerleader fiddles with her multiple hello kitty bandaids while she subtly watches the girl eat. Elated all the hard work paid off and she didn't chicken out yet again on actually giving it to the bluenette.

"T-thank you." The younger girl's voice breaks through her thoughts easily and (name) pretends like she hadn't been staring. A small blush be falling her face at powder's piercing blue eyes. Her cheeks has small smudges of grease on them and her breath smells of pepperoni.

"I- anytime." The cheerleader nods. Happy to have the bluenettes attention for the first time in the six years that she's liked her. Her leg bounces under the table while powder absentmindedly comes slightly closer, their bodies no where near touching but there's a change in the air around them, a strange relaxation flowing through them both. The start of something new.

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Yes, older powder is a kind of difficult character for me to write🥲

But it's not really my fault okay-