04 - malteadas & silent truces

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The next day (Y/n) got up earlier than usual, changing into the school pants and shirt— the blue haired girl grabbed a dark blue knit sweater vest and put it over the long sleeve uniform shirt. She may or may not have chosen the black pants similar to U.As instead of the green pants— it matched better.

Plus, at least it looks...somewhat like the uniform. Turning to the clock her eyes widened 'ITS ALREADY EIGHT..!' (Y/n) grabbed a strawberry milk carton from the counter and grabbed her white slip ons and put them on. Almost tripping, she regained her balance and grabbed the car keys from the hook.

Quickly locking the apartment door she fled down the stairs, and pulled her phone out of her pocket 8:10 am. (Y/n) jumped over the railings and caught herself with another. '5 stories down isn't so bad..' The blue haired girl let go of the railing— falling at fast speeds she was able to catch herself on the last one.

Dangling only a foot off the ground she let go and landed safely, content—she paused but continued running towards the black mustang convertible. 'I'm so glad i left the cover open.' Instead of opening the door she just hopped inside of the vehicle and inserted her keys.

The engine roared loudly...then sputtered. (Y/n) almost melted off the steering wheel as she tried to ease her upcoming headache. "Si no trabajas, deberas que no te la sales conmigo." She put more pressure on the key and turned it again— this time the engine roared and didn't sputter.

"That's what i thought you stupid piece of shit." The girl grinned and stepped on the gas, successfully getting out of the apartment parking lot and onto the main road— (Y/n) turned left. It was where most rich people lived but it was a better way to go since it was closer towards the school.

'I can't go that fast here but at least it'll be faster than the other streets. At this time there's too many people, and this way i can get food too.' The girl pat her sweater vest and the schools button up long sleeve, while also fixing the tie. The tie...where is the tie?..."FUCK!" (Y/n) slammed the hand she wasn't driving with on her thigh.

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