Anya Taylor-Joy Imagines (Includes her characters)

boarding school. (Anya fluff)

I woke up to the scent of breakfast. It smelt of fluffy pancakes and blueberry sauce. I know my mom wanted to make me feel happy. But the only thing I felt towards her right now was anger. She was sending me to a boarding school for the rest of the remaining school year. The reason she had was it was "cheaper." I didn't want to go at all; I had already made friends and everything. I had decent grades, was a good kid, and barely went out. So there were no behavioral issues with me that would be the reason why I was sent there. My mom still insisted. Selected comfortable clothes, the car ride was about an hour long. I wouldn't be stuck with her for a while so, I wasn't too worried about getting car sick. I just slid on sweatpants and a tank top and headed out my door. The scent of breakfast intensified as I walked closer to the kitchen. My mom was sitting at the island in our kitchen completing paperwork. She looked tired like she'd been crying. Pulling out the stool to the kitchen island I cut up my pancakes and ate some as I looked out of the window. The weather was gloomy, it looked like it was going to rain. I love the rain, but today wasn't a really good day for that. When I finished my food my mom told me to go load up the car with my luggage. I already didn't have a lot of clothes, to begin with, so I brought out one suitcase with a backpack that had hygienic things and others. As per my mothers' request, I head to the car trunk and place my luggage. When I closed the trunk, I saw my mom getting in the front seat. I was hesitant to sit in the passenger seat, so I chose the backseat. My mom tried to make small talk but failed. I wasn't in a talking mood. The remainder of the car ride was silent. Looking at the scenic route we drove on, I fidgeted with the bracelet my dad gave me before he left. Still blown away my mom would even send me to a boarding school, I was her child not some doll you throw away when you get bored. The car stopped, and I looked out of the window to see a gloomy school. It was surrounded by brick fencings, supposedly this was gonna be my home, but it looked lifeless. Like no one lived there in years. Still, I had to go. I had no choice. My mother held my hand we walked in with all my stuff. I just stood there watching my mom fill out even more paperwork, talk to the front desk. An hour went by and my mom finally finished everything. Turns out that stack of papers she has to fill out at home wasn't enough. I was angry at my mom for doing this to me, but then again she was still my mom. My emotions were everywhere. I didn't know if I should be angry or sad or both. I was angry at my mother, but I was also sad I had to leave her. Still, I hugged her. This was the last time I was gonna see her in a while. No one told me anything about summer breaks, winter breaks, or any break. With a place that looked like a prison, I doubted any chance of that. My eyes started to water as I watched my mom leave the building into her car. It went so fast the time I had with her. It felt like she died, but she didn't she just left me. I had no one, no contact with my dad. Fortunately, they let you keep your phone so I could call my mom. I hope she would want to speak to me. After all, I'm in this place because of her. One of the staff dressed in an antiquated dress tapped me on the shoulder. "Follow me, I'll show you your dorm, schedule, and other necessities." We enter a hallway that leads into a bundle of offices, and she hands me my schedule. As we walk through the school she finally reveals this is an all-girls school. I was surprised but not disappointed. Never was fond of guys anyways, but why didn't my mom tell me? She did a run-through of everything and even went to each of my classes. The staff did more than any public school I ever attended. The tour was coming to end, finally, I'd be shown my dorm and my roommate. That was what I was the most scared about. I didn't know what they would be like. Whether, they were mean, nice, or we just didn't get along with them. I already had a hard time becoming friends with others. Being randomly put into a dorm with someone made my social anxiety off the charts. As we approached the dorm area, she guided me to room 13. My breath began to hitch. She gave me a key to unlock and keep attached to a karabiner the school gave everyone. As I started to unlock the door, the staffs' footsteps faded. It was up to me to talk to this person. I wasn't much of a conversation starter. I mean I'm not the type of girl who's gonna be someone's choice to want to be friends with. Or even be around. The only thing I have going for me is my hair and somewhat good makeup skills. I stopped the stalling and finally unlocked the door. When I opened it upon looking around it was a decent size. To twin beds at opposite sides of each other. On one bed sat a girl reading with long blonde hair. She looked up at me as I walked in. I smiled at her, and she did as well. So far, not too bad. I didn't make a fool of myself. I carried my luggage in and placed it under my bed. "What's your name?" My roommate abruptly asked. "Oh. It's Y/N." I replied. "That an exquisite name, do you read?" "Yes actually, I do a lot. I brought my whole library here." "Nice! Maybe we can read together, or read each other's books." I began to unpack when I realized I never asked her name. "Before I forget. What's your name?" "It's Anya." I shook my head in response. I've never heard that name before from where I lived. It was only an hour from here but still. My first impression of Anya was very good. Definitely a good dorm mate to have. I didn't want to be rude a bombard her with loads of questions while she was reading. I know I don't like being interrupted. Finally, I finished unpacking and folding clothes into drawers. I piled books onto my nightstand, and then in my nightstand drawers. The remainder of the books went under my bed. I sighed and laid on my bed. "Wanna do anything?" I say to break the silence. "Hm. Like what?" Anya questions. "Truth or dare?" "Sure why not." We sit down on the floor facing each other. The game starts off slow. We are both only choosing truth to get to know each other. It was us asking icebreaker questions. Finally, Anya chose dare. I wasn't expecting her to choose dare. I already had a truth prepared. "I have to think of the dare first," I whine. My mind was going through every possible dare until I came across one. Anya and I were very similar. We both shared so many interests while I was getting to know her. I knew this dare would be out of her comfort zone. "I dare you to run out of the dorm and scream then come back really quick." It was a fairly lame dare compared to movies, but it was gonna be fun seeing her do it. From what she told me, she's never gotten in trouble the whole year she's been here. I wasn't sure if there were cameras in the hallway of the dorms, but that's the risk you have to take. I looked over at Anya's face and she looked scared. "I hate you." She laughs while rolling her eyes. We both get up and I walk with her as she opens the door to the dorm. It was about 9 pm. Everyone would either be asleep or trying to. I cracked the dorm as Anya stepped out. She quickly ran into the middle of the hallways. I jumped when I heard her screaming. It was louder than I expected. I thought she would scream a little, but as soon as she stopped. She came running in toppling on me. She begins laughing until she realizes the position were in. She was on top of me staring. I scream signaling her to get off me and she does. A moment of silence rushes over us until we hear multiple footsteps in the hallway. We both look at each other in fear. "WHO WAS THAT?" An unfamiliar voice yells. Anya jumps, so do I. "That's Ms. Cumbersome...She's loud and big. If we get caught we might be in detention for years!" Anya whispers to me. As she finishes her sentence we hear a knock on our dorm. I gulp and slowly walk to it. Before I open the door I tell Anya to act like we were sleeping. I slowly turn the doorknob to see a tall and round lady. She towered over me and looked about 6 feet tall. Her face was covered in wrinkles. A crease in between her eyebrows seemed to be engraved. I rubbed my eyes, and yawned to make it more believable I was sleeping. Ms. Cumbersome begins to open her mouth. "Sorry for bothering you." She apologizes. I nod my head in response and shut the door. That did not just happen. How did she believe me? "That was amazing, you acted so calmly. I would have been shitting myself if I was in your shoes." Anya exclaims. I begin laughing at her comment, and she joins in. "What should we do now?" I question. Anya shrugs. I checked the time and it read "10:07 pm" It was pretty late, but I wasn't tired. Anya was so great. She was so fun to hang out with, I never had a friend like her before...She was so beautiful, nice, caring, and like me. I didn't know if I liked her as a friend or more. "Y/N?" I finally hear. Anya was in front of me waving her hand. "You were staring at me for a long time." Anya laughed. God, I love her laugh. NO! Stop it Y/N, you can't have these thoughts. "What were you thinking about?" She questions. "Your beauty." I blurt out, "I'm sorry I didn't mean to say that." I say hiding my face in my pillow. "It's okay, you don't have you be sorry. You know I always thought you were really cute too." Anya smiles. My eyes go wide. Was she just saying this or was this for real. Someone pinch me, this felt like a dream. I never felt this way about anyone. My mind was overboard with questions when I felt soft lips on mine. My brain finally processed what was happening and I kissed her back. The kiss was soft and gentle. It felt passionate, better than any peck I have had from a schoolboy crush. Our lips synced together. We pulled away and caught out-breaths finally. "Wow." I say in-between breaths, "I never kissed anyone like that before." "Same, I like you Y/N. I think I want to be more than friends." Anya says. "I'd like that Anya," I answer. My smile became ten times wider. I climbed into my bed and lay on my back. The lights turn off and I try to close my eyes but I can't. Maybe it was the adrenaline from that kiss. I didn't know. "Anya?" Y/N?" Anya and I say at the same time. "You go first." I insist. "Um, can I sleep with you tonight? I don't know if that's weird." "Sure." I agree. She comes over with her pillows and gets under the covers next to me. "What was your question?" Anya whispers. "I was gonna ask if you wanted to sleep in my bed tonight too..." I awkwardly laugh. Anya giggles and kisses me on the cheek and finally, I fall asleep.