yo yo yo mathletes, it’s me ya girl who lowkey forget this account exisited. i am in a writing mood so hit me with requests for any mean girls musical character headcanons or imagines

spring fling - d.h. imagine

request for @percabeth15

Everyone was glad that this school year was ending.

It was Spring Fling night for the junior class at North Shore at high school, and everyone needed it. The past year had been full of new kids from Africa, revenge parties, and the queen bee herself, regina george getting hit by a bus.

You walked into the balloon covered gym alongside your boyfriend and your best friend, all three of you in matching purple tuxedos made by janis herself.

“It looks great, Damian.” You told your boyfriend who had been working endlessly on this dance for the past few months.

Janis snorted from where she stood under the balloon arch, “Yeah, especially since most of the budget went to re-doing the school after Girl World attacked.” You had to admit she was right as you thought back to when the Burn Book was released causing havoc amongst the halls of the Chicago high school.

“Oo!” Damian clapped, his eyes twinkling as he looked up at stage to where all the King and Queen nominees were standing, “Let’s get going! They’re about to announce King and Queen!”

As you made your way towards the stage, you were quickly stopped by Cady, who was dressed in a mathletes jacket.

“Look,” The ginger said, fidgeting with her hands, “I know what I did to you guys was beyond horrible and I get if you don’t wanna be friends with me anymore, but I am so, s-“ She was then cut off as she was announced to be crowned Queen and ushered onto the stage.

You stood against Damian, his hand on your chest as you all watched Cady give her speech before breaking apart the crown in her hands electing a gasp from the crowd.

“Did she just?” Your boyfriend asked in shock, eyes wide as he watched the crown snap once again.

You hummed, patting his shoulder reassuringly, “I know, I know.”

As Cady began tossing out pieces of the crown to all the girls, everyone began making their way to the dance floor.

You turned to Damian, holding your hand out with a smile.

“Would the cutest boy in Chicago like to dance with me?” Damian opened your mouth to answer but Janis beat him to it, wrapping an arm around both you and your boyfriend.

“Sorry (Y/N), I already promised a dance to Karen.” She glanced over to where the blonde girl stood playing with a strand of her hair. “But I’m sure, that Damian would love to dance with you.”

You rolled your eyes at the artist before looking up at your taller boyfriend, “So what do you say?”

He slipped his hand into your own, blowing a kiss to Janis as he pulled you onto the dance floor, “Come on, let’s show these heteros how to rock it.”

You laughed as he spun you around, allowing hip to dip you before pulling you back up and pressing his lips to yours. You smiled into the kiss, maybe this year wasn’t so bad after all.