I have been gone for so long on this website and sorry college and my computer breaking is not helping me out at all. I don't own rick and morty. Hope you enjoy reading~!!

Reader's P.O.V

'This is utter bullshit... so not only is my family giving me to my aunt but, they are being such bitches about it!!' You weren't a problematic kid in fact the only thing that was even remotely wrong with you was maybe you were a bit of a pervert and had an attitude problem. Your family had had enough so here you were going to aunt's to be turned into the right kind of child. You were looking out the window of the car while your aunt was babbling on about how this will be good for you and how your cousin Jessica has missed you very much.

"Don't worry yourself too much (y/n) it's going to be fine. Your cousin will take you to the school tomorrow morning to get you admitted into the school system."

"Shouldn't that been done when you accepted to take me in?"

"Yes well... the school is a bit different from what you were used to in (y/s/n)."

"Whatever..."

With that being stated to you, you put your ear phones in and began to listen to (y/f/b). not even paying attention to the road around you, you pulled out your sketch pad and began to draw your own little cartoon world.

*30 minutes later*

The car pulls up to the house and you began the long treacherously boring journey of getting your stuff out of the car and into the house. Once that job is complete you look around trying to see where you will be staying for the next year or so.

"Your room is upstairs to the right at the end of the hallway."

"Gee thanks for telling me where my prison is."

After your little piss party of attitude, you moved everything into your room and started setting things up into the drawers and moving your game systems onto the little work desk that they let you have. You knew that you were being a cringe piece of shit but, you were tired, irritated, and just all around a bit hurt that your family didn't want you around anymore. Flopping onto the bed you began to pull out your phone to check and see if you had any text messages from your family.

"Nope, nada, not even a hope you made there safely sweetheart.

Sighing you began to pick up your bag and sling it around you and looked yourself in the mirror. You were wear a (f/c) tank top with the words 'Fuck off on it' and a pair of regular old jeans and so ratty old sneakers you didn't have the heart to throw away, your hair was in a messy pony tail with the (y/h/l) looking ready to fall apart at any minute and the color looking a bit greasy from you sweating to put your stuff up by yourself thank you. So looking for your favorite hoodie you found the (y/f/c) thing and put it over your bag and looking at the funny words written on it 'Hey I am not gay but, 50 bucks is 50 bucks.'. You smiled at it and walked downstairs telling you aunt that you'll be back soon and you were out the door.

*10 minutes later*

You put your hoodie on because you hated the way that strap on you bag was hurting you. After a while you look over and saw a boy with brown hair getting tormented by a couple of guys. Normally you'd just ignore the confrontation and walk on but they were not letting up on him, so sighing cause this was going to be a pain you walked over to them.

"Yo, gaywads knock it off and leave the poor guy alone."

"Oh yeah wanna talk about gay look at that disgusting jacket bastard."

"Hoodie dumbass and just cause you aren't secure with your masculinity doesn't mean you should bring everyone else down because of it."

"Let's beat them both up dude so we can get to practice on time before we are forced to run laps for being late."

"I wouldn't recommend that if you know what's good for you."

"Aww he thinks he's so tough!!!hahahahaha!!"

"This is gonna be so much fun!!"

The moment the big jock grabbed your hoodie and pulled his hand back, you sprang into action kicking him in the gut, and watching as he fell to the ground clutching his stomach. The other ran at you and you flipped him when he was just close enough slamming him into his head. You had barely broke a sweat when you did this staring them into the eyes and smiling.

"I told you not to do that and this is your consequence for not listening to me bitch."

"Oh geez umm..."

Looking over you had barely even noticed the boy was looking at you in an almost awe struck way. Looking away you felt your face heat up, because you have never shown anyone what you could do physically. You really didn't look like much with (y/b/t) everyone just expected you to be weak and have no body strength at all, and they would have been right a few years ago. With that out of the way you grab the boy's backpack and hand it to him.

"umm.... T-thank yo-you for s-s-s-saving me."

"Your welcome and don't mention this ever. Why didn't you defend yourself or better yet run away?"

"It wo-would have d-done m-me no good to run from them and I'm not physically capable to fight back."

"Neither am I but I still fought and they are more worse for wear then me."

"Oh... I guess your right but, look out."

You turned around just in time to see the fist collide into your face and you collapsed into the ground. Broken but not beaten you kicked the guy in the groin and rushed up grabbing the guys hand and running away from the bullies. When you were a good distance away from the bullies you let go of him and began to pant harshly.

"Oh god! Are you okay?"

"Yeah, that was a pussy move on that assholes part."

"No you're not the side of your face is bleeding, uhhhh come with me I might be able to help with that."

"you don't have to do that really its fine."

Not taking no for an answer he tried to pull you towards his house and finally you gave up, allowing him to pull you to his home for medical treatment. When you finally came to his house it was a decent house for a middle class family and you were struck with how plain looking it looked. The boy had begun to open the door and took you into the living room telling you can sit there while he gets the medical supply.

"Morty morty I need urp-ned your help with something important."

Looking over you saw that there was an old man in-between the doorway of what you could assume that garage and looking at the man you could tell he was drunk but still functioning. You didn't assume anything ignored the old man in favor of playing on your phone.

"You're not morty, were is that little br-shit."

"Upstairs getting the first aid kit apparently for me, so what do you need him for maybe I can help."

He looked annoyed at your request to help but, motioned you to follow him anyway, which you did. You saw a space ship made out of garbage and looked over to where he sat down. You walked over rand stood there waiting for him to explain what he needed you to do. After a while he asked for a screwdriver so you walked over to the tool box and grabbed it and gave it to him.

"Wow, you know the difference between screwdrivers and wrench."

"I live to surprise people."

After a few more minutes you began to feel hot inside your hoodie and moved to take it off. Morty suddenly barged in about to ex-plain to his grandpa why he was so late and looked over just in time to see your beautiful figure in his eyes. When you took it off you had a bit of sweat dripping down your face and looked towards morty with a bored expression.

"OH uhh you're here um I have the first aid kit in the living room if you want the side of your face banged up."

"k thanks."

You walked out of the garage with morty right on your tail and he picked it up, beginning to disinfect the area that the asshole hit rather hard. You barely flinched when he applied the the right medicine for the wounds. After you were bandaged up you looked over to morty to thank him. You noticed that he was blushing real bad and seemed to want to avoid your gaze.

"Hey what's wrong with you?"

"OH uuhhh geez, you-you're a g-gi-girl."

"So?"

"I'm n-no-not very good at talking to certain girls."

"You had no problem ealier when we were outside?"

"well...I th-thought you we-were a guy."

"That makes sense, since the others were hell bent on kicking my ass without looking at me fully."

You laughed at how embarrassed he looked and gave a playful punch to the arm. You were trying to make it seem that it didn't bother you in the slightest that he thought that you were one of the boys. Looking at the time you noticed that it was nearing 5 pm and your aunt would begin to worry if you weren't home soon.

"Nice talking to you morty, we should talk again soon that way you can find out that I have a vagina, you know with me being a girl and all."

You walked over to the front door to leave but, you were stopped by morty's hand attempting to hold you in place.

"How do you know my name? I didn't tell you it."

"Your grandpa said your name to try and get you to help him with something."

"oh... geez um we-well si-since you know my name could I know your name?"
"Well its against my code of condect to tell you my name if we aren't friends so guess you'd be stuck with me as a friend if you want it."

"I don't mind being your friend."

"good cause its (y/n), now if you don't mind I need to get home before my aunt dies from worrying about me to death."

"Ok uhh bye (y/n)."

"yeah yeah whatever."

Hope y'all enjoyed part 1....