You woke up at around 5:30 a.m. to get ready for school but before you even got out of bed you stared at the ceiling for a good 10 mins (yall know how we stare at the wall or ceiling before getting up)
After 10 minutes you finally got up and stretched your limbs, going to the bathroom to do your daily morning routine and when you were done you put on your uniform and headed to your mom's room to say goodbye for the day.
After coming from your mom's room you grab your stuff and your keys and head out the door to U.A. but before you went there you stopped at the convenience store to grab a snack and something to drink to get you through the day.
~ At U.A
You step out of your car only to see a pink haired girl running towards you.
"OMG ARE YOU THE NEW GIRL? YOU ARE SOOOOO PRETTY AND YOUR CAR IS SOO NICE AND YOU HAVE REALLY NICE SMOOTH SKIN OH MY GOSH" the pink haired girl squealed
"hi and yes im the new girl and thank you, you're mad pretty too" you said with a little smile on your face
"okay okay and oh i almost forgot my name is mina ashido and im in class 1-A and you?" mina says excitedly
"im Y/N and im in class 1-A too can you show me where it is and possibly give me a tour after school"
"omg yes i would love too and i will introduce you to all of my friends and i hope we can be really good friends and possibly bestfriends" mina says
"yes i would love that" you say
Mina then grabs your hand and pulls you to class 1-A and both of y'all stop in front of the door and you take a deep breath before walking in
The pink girl bust through the door and the room goes silent and by silent i mean you can hear colors and all eyes are on you, you faltered under their gaze a little but didn't too much show it
"ummmmm anyways, hi my name is Y/N" you say breaking the silence
You then see a red and yellow haired boy run up to you bumping and pushing each other on the way.
"my name is Denki Kaminari but you can call me da-" he was cut off by the red haired boy
"bro just shut the fuck up, anyways dont mind what he said my name is eijiro kirishima but you can just call me kirishima"
"well nice to meet you both" you say with a smile on your face
Mr.aizawa then walks in and you only knew him because you had met him a few days ago
"goodmorning ms. l/n, umm you can introduce yourself and say 3 facts about yourself" he says
"ummm okay" you answer walking to the middle of the room turning to face the class
"hi my name is Y/N as i already mentioned and three facts about me areeeeee........ my favorite color is F/C, my favorite food is F/F and i moved here from America" you say
You then hear a familiar voice to the side of you. "Move out the way extra" the boy says
You then whip your head to the side to see the ash blonde hair boy you met yesterday.
"oh really so now im an extra? but yesterday yo-" you got cut off to him covering your mouth
You then push him off of you and rolled your eyes at the male
"yea thats what i thought" you said as the whole class were looking at you two smirking
"anywaysssssss, Y/N come sit by me please" mina says dragging you to sit next to her
"alright bet" you said sitting down next to her
~Time skip *At lunch*
" Y/N what happened between you and bakugo, remember what you were about to say in class but he cut you off?" mina says curiously
"oh so basically what happened was-" you said explaining to her what happened and she was straight up laughing
"omg, i hate that hoe uraraka she like every damn body wtf, if it wasn't obvious enough i like kirishima and i'm pretty sure he like me back cuz" she stops mid sentence and gets up and spins around. "who wouldn't, but yea she always on him"
"first off purrr, i swear if you ain't like kiri i'd let you sit on my face, and secondly lemme get you right with kirishima pleaseeeeeee" you say cuz you lowkey cupid well highkey
"mmmm alright we gon see" mina says laughing
(i forgot but this is how your hair looked, umm if you dont like it imagine something else 💕)
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