odd encounter || q x reader ||

02

"and now that we're done with the tour, we will make our way to the main auditorium in a few minutes!" wilbur announced.

y/n had walked around the whole campus, she felt out of breath. her legs even seemed a bit shaky as she sat down at a near by bench

"here," wilbur handed her a water bottle. "you don't look so well." he took a seat next to her.

"yeah, i know im a bit ugly. no need to rub it in," y/n popped the water bottle open and stuck a sip.

"idiot, i meant that you look a bit pale compared to earlier." he reached for her face and placed the back of his hand on her forehead. "you feel a bit warm,"

"im sure its not-"

"WILBUR!" y/n got cut off. another tall boy came running to the bench, he seemed out of breath.

"idiot, i've been looking for you everywhere." he spoke in a british accent too. he wasn't as tall as wilbur, he had a softer build and had shorter brown hair.

"hello george," wilbur smiled at him. his eyes softly turning into half moon shapes.

"dude, alex said you have my notebook?" george seemed to have not even noticed y/n's existence. this didn't face y/n at all. infact this gave her a chance to plug in her headphones.

the loud chatting noice softly went away as her favorite song began to play. she leaned back and closed her eyes, she allowed herself to relax.

she loves getting lost in music, the way the world seems to dissolve away as the music consumes her completely.

suddenly her right earbud was yanked out. the sudden movement had shaken her back to reality.

"y/n?" wilbur blankly stared at her. "what?" y/n felt a bit annoyed.

"y/n this is george, george this is y/n." wilbur introduced the two.

"oh... okay, hi" she didn't seem faced by the interaction. "hi y/n," george spoke in a playful tone.

however they didn't have any time left for interactions as it was time for the freshmen inauguration.

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"freshmen, i expect nothing but the best from you. i am proud and honored to welcome you to this grand learning place." the crowed cheered.

y/n clapped and cheered as well. she felt proud, through her hard work she managed to get accepted into her dream ivy school.

she had always dreamed of studying fashion, and clothes.

everyone began to make their way out the auditorium. bzzt! y/n's phone had received a message.

11:32
cool, can we meet up today?
im free at around 7pm

11:33
yea  4sure, uh can u meet me @ the gates of the college by 33rd street??

11:33
sure, meet U there

"cool" y/n thought to herself as she made her way to her assigned dorm.

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the dorms were split into two. one side belonging to the girls and the opposite the boys. usually there was limited space and 2-4 people would share a dorm room but this year y/n got lucky and got a room all to herself.

she had decorated the room a few days prior when she moved in.

once y/n arrived to her room she threw herself at her bed, laying stomach down. before she knew it she had fallen asleep.

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bzzt! bzzt bzzt! the annoying sound of a phone buzzing quickly woke y/n up from her well needed nap. "ughh" she groaned.

she reached for her phone on the opposite side of the bed. her eyes struggled to read as she had just woken up. 8 new messages. her eyes widened.

"holy fucking shit," she said out loud as she realized it was past 7pm.

7:08
hey im here outside the gates
where r u?

7:10
hello? u there?
yo?

7:14
uh? hello? dude dont bail on me
ill wait a few more minutes
yo???
hello???

7:16
holy shit, im so sorry i overslept
im omw

y/n quickly ran out the door. she raced to the gates, in her hand a bag with the ugly sweater.

finally she arrived at the gates, she felt completely out of breath. her head feeling heavy.

y/n reached for her phone before quickly realizing she had left it back at her dorm. "god fucking damn it, im so stupid!" her hands digged into her hair in frustration.

"hey!" someone called out to y/n from behind her. she turned out to see a not so tall boy, a beanie covering his hair. "are you the seller?" he stared at her.

"yeah, yeah." she walked closer towards him and handed him the bag with the sweater. "you know what, just take the sweater for free." y/n felt guilty for being so late, shes usually on time for everything.

"i just wanna get rid of the sweater, you can have it." she said between gasps for breath, it had been a while since y/n had ran like that.

the boy scanned the sweater, making sure it was in good quality. "i've worn the sweater one time, i promise its in good quality." she reassured him.

he looked up at her, his eyes seemed to dig into her. "...alright, thanks." he finally spoke. "you can take the bag back, its ugly." he spoke in a very monotone voice.

"um, alright. have a good one?" y/n took her bag back before walking away. "what a weird fucking prick." she thought to herself.

end of chapter