'You look good in red.' :))
- saving the world by kicking ass and maybe a bit of eating doughnuts
mentions blood, murder, drug usage
{ five x female reader }
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Ontario, Canada. 2002
Y/N POV
As I open my eyes, the blinding sun protects the hidden figure of Allison staring straight into my squinted eyes. "Get up y/n. You're late," snapped Allison. "Yeah yeah sorry it's just a bit hard to see any actual shape and form with the sun poking my eyes out with its sun rays," I answered whilst rubbing my eyes attempting to pull my duvet over my head to cover the sun from my eyes so I don't turn temporarily blind in both eyes but she stops me and proceeds to grab my hand and yank the duvet out of it.
"Out, come on we have emergency practise soon," she glances at her cracked watch and sees the time, "y/n! you have 15 minutes to get your flat butt out of bed and changed into your uniform for roll call. Ok. Now go, go!" she barked as she opens the window and lightly pinches my thigh. I flinch and slap her away as I breathe the new air as it enters my room. I brush my white duvet and shove it aside as I swing my legs over to the edge of my bed. I close the curtains with my powers and I pushed myself off the bed.
Knock Knock. "Come in," I shouted. The door opens at it was Grace. "Hi, darling. Oh, I see who haven't gotten dressed yet. Do you want me to help you?" Grace was too nice and I loved her for it. "No thanks but much appreciated for asking first instead of pushing me out of bed as Allison did," I explained. We laughed together and it was so peculiar because her laugh sounded so realistic and sounded real. Diego and I have gotten close with her but I, not as close to her as Diego has obviously.
I love Grace and I hate to say it but I think I love her more than my real mum. My real mum didn't love me and left me with Reginald, the worst father in the world. A mum who cared about her kids wouldn't leave them in the care of someone so rude and hates children with intensity. It wasn't fair but what do I care. I left her and became better in the process.
"This was fun y/n. Now get ready super quick before your father gets upset at you." She was so caring so I did what she said. I got my white vest on and the black tie. The black tie never really fit me properly because it was Five's old one and it was too big. I then put on the itchy sweater and then the blazer. I never really was fond of the blazer but I could deal with it. I then put on the skirt and mine was so long so I asked Grace to hem it and then it was the perfect length, just above my knees by like an inch.
Sirens started blaring out and my room started to flash red lights. "Shoot. I don't have my socks on." I started panicking and vigorously put my black knee-high socks on and my shoes and stormed out of my room to have accidentally bumped into Five. "Y/n why are you not ready and where is your mask? Hurry up and remember, your mask," Five's voice was so boring, it made me fall asleep.
