MONSTER HIGH CHARACTERS WITH A PARTNER WHO SLEEPS IN CLASS
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───featuring: frankie stein, cleo de nile, draculaura, clawd wolf, clawdeen wolf, deuce gorgon, heath burns, jackson jekyll, holt hyde, lagoona blue
FRANKIE STEIN
would look over and be like 😟
pokes ur arm like "are u asleep?"
and then she realizes you are asleep and she laughs quietly
would probably write ur notes for you??? or like she'd move ur pen/pencil so there aren't random scribbles on your paper
"did u sleep well 😊" when u wake up
CLEO DE NILE
tbh she probably wouldn't notice for a good while
she'd go to ask you a question
and there you are with your head down, obviously asleep
she'd be like "oh 😒" and then just ask you her question later
if anyone near you is like making a ton of noise she'd glare at them and tell them to shut the fuck up
DRACULAURA
"oh!" when she realizes
she'd like giggle bc she thinks ur so cutie
and she'd probably just leave u be for a while until a few minutes until class ends and she'd be like "if u want i can ask frankie if you can borrow her notes" bc lets be honest she probably doesn't take notes
CLAWD WOLF
would probably let you use his jacket as a pillow or a blanket or something
don't expect him to let you copy his notes (he doesn't take any)
would try to explain what the teacher was yapping about but he's rlly bad at explaining so it sounds like "so this and ummm i think that and probably this too.... i think he said something about this?"
CLAWDEEN WOLF
would tap u bc she noticed ur head down and she's like "are u okay"
"oh they're asleep!"
if the teacher asks why ur head is down she'd be like "they have a headache" or smth
will let u copy her notes
glares at anyone breathing slightly too loud
"shut up can't u see theyre trying to sleep?? yeah thats what i thought"
DEUCE GORGON
okay so this bitch is kinda stupid
and he sees u asleep right
so he like pulls out an extra pair of sunglasses from his bag
and he sits you up and puts the glasses on you
bro is so proud of himself!!!
its so obvious you're asleep and then u get woken up bc the teacher is like "wtf"
HEATH BURNS
he'd be like "y/n! y/n!" and then realize ur asleep
and then very loudly go "OHHHHHHH YOU'RE ASLEEP"
so you probably get woken up tbh
he'd be like " 😨 sorry 😜"
either that or he'd notice and very loudly shush people
JACKSON JEKYLL
bro is in shock
how??? are you sleeping???? in class?????
he'd be really nervous for you
cause he doesn't want you to get in trouble for sleeping in class
when u wake up he tells you to get more sleep at night or something
HOLT HYDE
straight up would NOT care
bro was listening to his music and he like looks over and sees u asleep and he's like "okay!"
he'd probably draw on ur hand tbh or like ur paper
when u wake up he's like "omg hey" and would give u one of his airpods as yall walk to class
LAGOONA BLUE
she'd let you sleep
she wouldn't really notice but when she does she's like "awww" and moves ur notebook out of the way so she can write notes for u <3
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DRIVEWAY ₊ ⊹ ── ✶ ˙ ̟ DEUCE GORGON
dumb jock ! deuce falls for his tutor
deuce flipped his most recent dead languages test over, quickly flipped it back over, and slumped in his seat, squeezing his eyes shut behind his glasses.
"yo, man." clawd tapped him on the shoulder. "what'd you get?"
"nothing good, dude," deuce mumbled.
"it can't be as bad as heath."
heath broke into a laugh and replied, "yeah, i got a 40! it's not like you could've gotten any worse than m—"
"i got a ten," deuce relented. he didn't need to open his eyes to see their widened eyes and gaping mouths. "yeah, i know."
"oh man. you think coach'll let you play next weekend?" clawd asked, tone worried. next weekend was the big casketball game, and coach had a strict c-average rule for his players. deuce was already straddling the line between a c and a d, but that test was going to drop him down to an f at least.
"definitely not," deuce said. "it's whatever, you guys'll do fine without me playing." he cracked an eye open to see clawd and heath exchange skeptical looks, but they dropped the topic for the rest of class.
at the end of the hour, just as deuce was gathering up his books, mr. rotter called him up to the front of the class. shooting a pleading glance at his friends, who shrugged apologetically, he shuffled down the steps to his teacher.
"'sup, mr. rotter?" deuce greeted. his teacher looked him up and down and scoffed.
"mr. gorgon, are you aware that you failed the test we just took last class?"
deuce looked down and scuffed his sneaker on the wooden floor. "yeah," he mumbled.
mr. rotter sighed and rubbed his temple. "you won't be able to play this weekend."
deuce nodded.
"coach igor's not gonna like that . . . but if you get your grades up in time for next week's quiz, you could be on track to play at the next game."
the next game was only two weeks out, and it was against their biggest rivals
"okay, sweet. how do i do that?" he asked.
"well, i could assign you a tutor."
deuce's head snapped up and some of his snakes hissed. "mr. r, man, you've gotta be kidding. a tutor? can't i do like, extra credit or something?"
"there are no more extra credit assignments for the rest of the semester," mr. rotter deadpanned. "you either don't play until you get your grades up by yourself or you can meet with the tutor. it's one or the other, mr. gorgon."
deuce groaned. "alright, alright. what's the tutor's name?"
"y/n."
he shrugged. "dunno 'em."
he wished he knew them sooner. the two weeks had gone by incredibely fast and mr. rotter's quiz was the next day. y/n was sitting across the small library table holding a stack of flashcards.
deuce kept getting every other question wrong because he kept looking at their eyes.
they sighed. "deuce. focus. the quiz is tommorow!" they sighed, putting the flashcards down between them and dropping their head into their hands. "oh my ghoul, the quiz is tommorow!"
"yeah, it is," deuce rubbed his neck sheepishly. "do you wanna...?" he gestured to the cards. his tutor, his crush, sighed again and looked up. they looked exhausted.
"yeah, sure," they said. they started to reach for the flashcards but deuce got an idea and put his hands over the cards. their fingers bumped into each other and y/n quickly pulled their hand back, eyes wide.
"wait. why don't we take a break?" he offered.
"a break? deuce we—"
"just like, thirty minutes," he protested. "we can go get a soda or a milkshake. anything to get out of this musty library."
their face transformed from a stressed, exasparated grimace into a bright smile. "milkshakes?"
"yeah!" deuce loved their smile.
"like..." their smile turned hesitant. "like a date?" they cocked their head to the side.
deuce's face flushed, and his snakes hissed. "i mean... if you want it to be a date," he replied, trying to act nonchalant.
". . . sure," they smiled.
"wait, really?" he asked, taken aback by their answer.
"yeah, i wanna get outta here too," they joked. "plus, you're like. . . really cute." they turned their face down to the table.
"then let's go!" deuce pushed his chair back and grabbed their hand. "c'mon."
they laughed all the way down the halls and into the parking lot, where they slid into the passenger seat of deuce's car.
a few minutes later, they were sipping on milkshakes, sitting on the hood of his car and watching the sun dip behind the horizon.
"y'know, this is way more fun than studying for rotter's stupid quiz," deuce said.
"definitely," y/n agreed. they took a long slurp of their milkshake, pulling out their phone to check the time. "oh, shit man. i've gotta get home. curfew, y'know?" they slid off the hood.
deuce looked down at them, disappointed, before his face lit up with another idea. "i can drive you home," he offered.
they looked up at him. he could feel a hot flush creeping up his neck and into his cheeks.
"that'd be nice."
y/n pushed open the passenger side door and got out. they waved goodbye and thanked deuce for the milkshake. "good luck tomorrow," they grinned. "you're gonna do great either way, cause, y'know." they pointed at themselves. "i'm your tutor."
deuce laughed and watched as they walked up their driveway.
"wait!" he called out. he quickly got out of his car and ran to meet them in the middle of their drive. "uh . . ."
one of his snakes hissed in his ear, berating him for being nervous. he shook his head and took a deep breath.
"do you wanna, uh. . . do this again soon?" he asked. y/n looked confused.
"the— the tutoring?" they questioned.
"no," deuce chuckled. "like, the milkshakes. the. . . the date."
"oh. oh! yeah, no totally sure!!!" y/n rambled. i'd rather see that twinkle in their eye rather than look at the stars, deuce thought. "that'd— that'd be nice. actually, that'd be great," they smiled.
"sweet."
"cool."
they both stood there, in the middle of the driveway, staring at each other like middle school crushes. then, y/n leaned forward and pressed a kiss to deuce's cheek.
they pulled back with wide eyes. "bye! see you later— tomorrow! uh—" they scrambled back towards the steps of their porch. "g'night, deuce!"
they shut the door behind them, and through the silhouette in the window, deuce saw them jump in the air, pumping their fist up.
he laughed and raised a hand to the cheek they kissed. "g'night, y/n."
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