Knock Knock Knock
Bill knocked to my door. You realised you had fallen asleep and remembered last night. You didn't open, you locked the door. Then just a few cries, and the pain got over you again.
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Bill: Look, i'm so super sorry about last night..
Y/n: mmhmm
Bill: But do you still remember you had school today. First day, yeeh! (he said the "yeeh" pretty nervous and fake)
Y/n: Son of a bitch! Bill, GO AWAY!!
You were not ready for this. You had slept with the same old clothes you had yesterday. YOU HAD TO MAKE A GOOD FIRST IMPRESSION!!
You opened one box in hurry, and threw every cloth to your bed. In panic, you took grey sweaters, a black hoodie with a text "fuck you" and then get to the mirror. You opened your hair, and then put some mascara and eyeliner under your eyes to get a grunge look, like your clothes. Quickly, you opened another box where were your jewelery. You took a bunch of rings and put all of them in your fingers. Then you messed your hair a little, and took your white sneakers.
You opened your door, and got to Bill.
Y/n: Thanks, really (you said it with disgust and sarcasm)
Bill: Your backpack?
Y/n: You really do care? I don't have one. Remember? Oh, do you wanna be useful? When my school starts?
Bill: You think I know?
Y/n: Fuck you and your backpacks. I'm taking the car. If i'm late, it's your fault.
Bill: Er um.. good luck.
Y/n: Don't try to be better. Don't try to change. Be yourself. Be a dick. I'm used to it.
You got to the car, an old black Skoda. You opened the door, and opened your phone as well. You started to check the highschools in your block. Guess you had to find out what is the school you are going.
You got out of the car and went back to Bill.
Y/n: What is this school im going?
Bill: I can't remember, I think the letter is in the old house, you'll find out what it is.
Y/n: Bill, I.. really.. hate.. you. (you said with a death stare)
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You were in the car, driving into the unknown.
Y/n: Siri, list all the highschools in this area.
Siri: I don't understand
You were so angry you punched the car's steering wheel.
After a long ride, trying to find the school with google maps, you found it The Rapid City Highschool. How much obvious could it be.
You parked the car to the parking lot. And got outside. You walked into the school and then tried to find the principal's office.
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Never Satisfied
Historia Cortaso this is a pov, and for everyone who doesn't know what it is, it is sort of roleplay where you get to choose things to happen to you and let things happen to you and live in the story. This story is home. Come back anytime you want.
