I swear my roommates are Insane (Y/N fanfic)

Chapter. 1: Who is Emily, why does she keep saying she's not like other girls?

Hmmm... How does this thing start again? OH! Right, right. Ahem:

    I opened my e/c eyes... Only to shut them again tightly from the alarm clock blaring. Slapping my hand over to the table finding my phone, I nab it and look at the phone groggily shutting off the alarm. "Geeeezzz... Why did I pick the fucking loud one?" I drop my phone onto the bed to rub my eyes. "wait." I take my hands off and furrowed my brows. "I don't even have work today, why do I have my alarm on?" I complained aloud. I rolled my eyes and got out of bed to stretch, looking around my room then to the window. The sun just finished rising from what I can tell, I grab my phone and ventured to the kitchen to get something for breakfast.

    I guess you could say I was not a morning person, but it really depends on what time I decide to sleep? I dunno, sleep's an enigma. eating my breakfast I went back into my room only to set it on my desk to go into the bathroom. "I mean I'm awake, so might as well get ready for the day." I explained to myself grabbing the counter to look at my face, "Why the hell am I monologuing again Y/N? Care to share good chum?" My features were fairly normal to say the least, h/c hair... e/c eyes... p/s (preferred style)... I'm me. Pfft, only thing I find weird is how much I talk to myself, but I guess that's just a thing that happens when you don't interact with others. I took a shower and got dressed. It was just comfy wear, I doubt I'm going anywhere so why care? I immediately back tracked on my thoughts as I looked at the laundry basket in my room. "Okay... Maybe into the laundry room I guess?" I walk over to my basket to grab it and slipped my shoes on to leave my apartment room and ventured down the floors to the laundry room...

"Eh?" My confusion was audibly expressed as I looked at all the people in the laundry room. Is Thursday a laundry day for everyone or is something going on? I decided I wasn't going to stay to find out and left for the Laundromat a few blocks down. Sure it took a while to get to, but I'm not gonna wait an hour to do laundry.  As I was waiting for my clothes a Stranger approached to the washing machine next to mine and started doing their own laundry. They kept stealing glances over to me, and eventually walked over to me after they finished taking care of their laundry. "Uh.. Uhm. Hello." I looked over to the stranger they were short, pale skin, had light blue eyes, and their blonde hair in a messy bun. "Err.. Hi? Do I know you?" I asked clearly weirded out, don't get me wrong there's nothing wrong with them, I just don't like to talk to strangers. They're strange. "Oh! M.. My bad, haha.. I'm Emily! You uh.. No, you don't know me.." The stranger looked to the side in embarrassment, but didn't leave.

    "Wanna be friends then or something?" I suggested without thinking, I mean, what's the worst that could happen? "I'm Y/N, they/them pronouns please and thank you. Yours?" I tucked my hand out of a pocket and held it to Emily. "Oh! Uh,, She/Her..?" She shook my hand and walked next to me. "Sooo... Emily! Uh, what brings you here?" I ask only to shake my head in embarrassment, "Wait no. That's a stupid question, it's a Laundromat, Laundry. Right. Uhm." I started to stammer a bit only to get caught off by Emily's giggles. "Haha, yeah. Laundry." she nodded. "Yeah, uhmm.. You wanna share a bit about yourself?" I asked as she nodded a bit tucking some loose strands of hair behind her ear. "Well... I'm 21, I'm in College.." She started, "Oh cool what's your major?" I asked trying to grab something interesting. "Oh, it's Photography." Emily answered as I nodded, "neat, I'm 24, I've done about 2 years of community college before moving I majored in (Major)." I responded, "You have any hobbies?" I asked again as Emily waved her hand around. "Yeah kinda I guess, I like reading and uhm.. Singing.." she scratched the back of her head looking down before quickly looking at me again "I'm not th-that good at it though!" Emily exclaimed as I shrugged, "I mean if you like it then there's no need to bring yourself down about it." I commented, "What's your favorite song by the way?"

"...Fight Song by Rachel Platten.."

"Ah.. Nice.."

After a while we somehow ended up at a Cafe chatting, it took a while but she started talking more about herself after the song question.  And my god this girl has been through a lot for only being alive for 21 years. "And that was the time my 3rd adoptive mom sold me to One Direction for drug money.." She finished taking a sip from her frappuccino. "Jeez! That's rough, and that happened the day your ex cheated on you with your friend? That's fucked up.." I reacted, of course, I was clearly concerned hearing this lady has been sold, cheated on, included with the mafia, and bands. Not to mentioned she was bullied by the popular girls, that might just be the worst part... Emily shrugged, "I'm used to it at this point, I'm just special.. You know?" I looked at her still concerned for her "You mean the bad way right? That's just awful I mean talk about bad luck." I stated as she shrugged "I guess it's because I'm not like other girls, a lot of people don't really like me.. I'm painfully plain and I don't even wear makeup.." What? W h a t?  "I-- I mean A lot of people don't wear make-up, if it makes you feel better, you're fairly normal other than the whole... uhm.. Past experiences. So there's not too much to worry about! Every one's different in their own way Emily." I swear I think Emily's eyes started sparkling after that. "I.. Thank.. Thank you!" she exclaimed in awe like I gave a 10 hour speech. "I uh.. You're Welcome?" Emily was about to start talking but was interrupted by a loud crash and..

"ACK!"

followed by an

"Oof."

((A/N: Nicee Chapter 1 donee. Thank you to s0m30n3stup1d For all the name suggestions on the last chapter! Remember! If you wanna suggest any names for the other Y/N Stereotypes you can do so in the first chapter in the comments!))

((A/N: Also sorry for the short chapter--))

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