I Am Not A Clone [Series]
Where the Fuck am I
Summary: You accidentally get enrolled into Clone High, even though you are not a clone. Instead of kicking you out, Principal Scudworth decided to keep you to see how the clones react to a real human- Not a clone.
Pairings: Various x Reader
You groaned, rubbing your head. You didn't remember what happened or where you were. This- Caused a panic to stir in you. You quickly sat up and looked around what looked like an office. Well- more like a science lab with all the flasks and mysterious liquids.
You frown, rubbing your head, before sitting up. You yawn, walking towards the door, but you are grabbed and pushed back into the chair. You looked around confused only to see a crazy-looking man in a lab coat. He had yellow rubber clothes, which were clasped together. A banner of his name 'Scudworth' was engraved into it. This was the moment you were going to die.
There's a moment of silence before he speaks. "You may be wondering why you're here."
'No shit,' You thought, trying hard to contain your eye roll.
"It seems the administration made a mistake when enrolling you."
"So, you can unenroll me, right?" You asked hopefully, your eyes nearly shining with glee and hope.
The man smirks, as if you had just told him a funny joke. "Unenroll you? Now why would I do that? This is fate."
"Fate?"
"Yes!" he stands up, his chair spinning as he walks over to your side, "The first Natural-born human amongst clones of historical figures of the world. This is what was meant to happen."
"What was?"
He turns away from you and looks over at his many degrees on the wall. You hear him chuckle, causing you to worry. "Why you coming here. You were meant to be here. To see how the clones would react with you. It is the perfect science experiment. It will determine how they will react to the..." He turns back to you, "Natural World."
"And I have to be an unwilling participant?"
"Well, it's not like you have a choice. Just imagine the possibilities."
You frowned, "Possibilities?"
"Yes," He turns back to you, and pats your shoulder. "A new year has begun and things will be... incredible."
'Oh my god, this man has lost his mind,' You thought, shaking your head. "You can't do this to me- I have rights-"
"Do you? Besides, this is a regular school, so there is no reason for you to go to another school. It will be in your best interest to stay in this school."
'Is he threatening me?'
A smile over takes his face and he claps his hands, "Alright. Go, go. You will definitely be popular."
---
You sat in a room full of strangers- Well, they weren't really strangers. You recognized a few of them as historical figures such as Joan of Arc, Abraham Lincoln, and Ghandi?
"The first day of school is always awkward. I just want you to know I can relate. You see, I'm not just your kindly history teacher. I'm also the first mostly-human clone."
You have to hold in a gag when seeing the creature. God, this had to be some type of crime against humanity.
"Spliced in a little sheep DNA." He pats his arm with his cane. Which is fine with me."
"You can't even tell, Mr. Sheepman."
'Ah, yes you can,' You thought to yourself, but you'd never say that aloud.
"Thank you! Before you leave, we have an announcement from Miss of Arc."
"Now, I know I don't have to tell you how committed I am to community service."
You frowned, before tilting your head. 'What the fuck is she talking about? She's nothing like THE Joan of Arc.'
"That's why I'm starting a teen crisis hotline and I'm looking for volunteers."
'Nevermind. Maybe she is.' You quickly raise your hand, but immediately put it down when seeing the look of disappointment cross her face. 'Bitch.' Though you were the only person left in the classroom, so she had to go with you.
"I've never seen you before, are you new?"
"Something like that." You pick up your bag, before putting out your hand, "Y/n L/n."
She looks at you confused, "That doesn't sound like any historical figure I know."
"Yeah, because I'm not."
"What?"
"I'm not a clone."
You can see the look of confusion appear on her face as her eyebrows cross, "What? But this is Clone High? Why would you not be a clone in clone high?"
"That's a good question. So, when do you need my help?"
---
You walk through the halls, gawking at the many historical figures, impressed by the many you could see. Though, you should have paid attention to where you were walking, because you ran into a taller man.
The man turns around, but makes no move to help you. Instead, he gestures at you as a whole, "Aye- You're new?"
You turn towards the voice. Your eyes nearly popped out of your skull when you saw him, "Oh god, you're John F Kennedy!"
He laughs, shaking his head, "Yes, Yes I am. And who are you?"
"Y/n."
He hums, "I don't remember that name-"
"It's complicated."
He laughs, "Haha! Complicated. I like you. I'm having a party Friday, you should come."
"Party? Like highschool party?"
"Aye, you are so funny!" He clasp a hand on your shoulder before letting out a hardy laugh. He wipes a tear from his eye and takes off.
"Oh, wow, your first party. Maybe this year will be different."
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