Smoke || Suna Rintarou x Y/N

☆Chapter 6☆

☆Chapter 6☆

My eyes flutter open to the sound of my alarm clock blaring. I look to my nightstand and groan, the clock read -6:30 A.M.-

"Jesus fucking christ its like a siren in my room..." I mumble, sitting up and pressing the button to silence the alarm. Usually, my phone would wake me up, but since it was taken I had to use an old school alarm clock that was way too loud for my liking.

I rolled out of bed and walked to the bathroom to shower. Afterwards I walk back to my room, getting ready for school. I looked at myself in the mirror wearing Inarizaki uniform. I always hated skirts but there wasn't much I could do about it.

As I sat on my bed, pulling up my thigh high socks I could hear my brother running to the bathroom, presumably to attempt a shower even though he woke up 45 minutes late.

After doing some light makeup I put on my usual chains and bracelets. I slip on my shoes, grab my bag and head downstairs.

"Zack you better hurry your ass up!" I yelled from downstairs.

"Im coming! Im coming! Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed..." He mutters under his breath as he stumbles down the stairs, slipping his shoes on.

"Excuse me? I know you did not just-"

My mom cuts my comeback off "Isaac, Y/N. Both of you, cut it out." She walks over kissing the both of our cheeks. "Drive safe. Oh and Y/N, I got an email from your english teacher. There's a test today..."

~Oh shit I completely forgot. I didn't study at all...~

My mom continues. "Depending on your grade you might be able to get your phone back early. Now both of you-" She shoos us out the door. "Go on, you're gonna be late."

My brother and I both make our way to his car. After climbing in he looks at me smugly. "Mom is such give in. You havent had your phone for 3 days and she's already making deals."

"Jealous mom likes me more than you?" I smirk in his direction.

"Bullshit. We both know I'm the favorite."

I laugh. "Keep telling yourself that Zacky-Poo..."

~Oh fuck thats what Suna calls him-~

"Huh? Zacky-Poo? Where the fuck did you get that trashy nickname? Don't tell me youre still talking to that asshat Suna." He barks at me as he starts driving to school.

"Oh shut up. How would I have even been talking to him. Mom has my phone, duh. And even if I was, its really none of your business." I reply, looking out the window.

Before Isaac could respond I turn up the radio, not in the mood to get lectured. In just a few minutes we pulled into the parking lot. I unbuckled and mumbled a goodbye to my brother, walking towards the high school.

I scanned the crowd looking for Suna as I maneuvered my way through the teenagers, not seeing his familiar brown, messy hair anywhere. Just as I was about to give up my search I feel a tap on my left shoulder.

I turn to look and see no one there. Then a familiar, low, raspy voice said right into the opposite ear. "Boo."

I jump a little, a loud gasp leaving my mouth as my head whips around. Suna, who was crouched down to my height to whisper in my ear straightened up, chuckling.