My damsel (Lauren/You)

Chapter two

But even if Y/n left the phone, Dinah didn't, and ended up spamming her friend, who wasn't replying. It didn't upset her, it just made her classes even more boring. After the classes were done, Dinah was the first to leave her class just to go to Y/n's one, where she waited impatiently until the girl got out. With no hesitation or regrets, Dinah grabbed her arm and dragged her to the bathroom, with a big mirror by the sinks, before entering a stall.

"I can't believe you left me alone!" She whined while doing her business.

"I told you I was going to pay a little bit of attention." Y/n commented while scrolling down her phone to see Dinah's spams.

"A little is not the whole class!" She replied. "You missed so much!" She exaggerated, as Dinah just sent pictures of herself, other people in the class, cats and food, the last two found on the internet.

"You were bored." The younger replied and chuckled. After checking the messages she put the phone away and turned to the mirror.

"I was dying." She sighed dramatically.

In the mirror, two hands came from behind Y/n, as if they were going to grab her face. Y/n gasped and turned around quickly. Her eyes passed on the bathroom but there was no one there. For a moment, the young did think it was Dinah pranking her but it wasn't the case.

The toilet was flushed and Dinah opened the door. "I sent you some pics of guys and girls, trying to get you a date." She winked and walked to the sink, washing her hands.

"What...?" She asked a little lost and faced her friend.

"Did you see the pictures I sent you?" She raised an eyebrow. "Possible partners for you!"

"Oh, Dinah, you know I'm not thinking of dating someone." She pointed out and looked at the mirror again, still recovering from the slight scare.

Dinah rolled her eyes and looked at her. "Are you still a virgin?"

Once again in the mirror, something odd happened. Y/n's reflection was static, not moving at all.

Y/n felt herself blush and looked down. "Really... Are you asking me that...?"

"Answer the question!" She whined.

"I might be." She mumbled low and embarrassed.

"Another reason for you to get a partner." She smirked.

"Look who's talking, are you dating someone?" She looked up and crossed her arms

Dinah's smirk faded. "Well, no, but that's not the point."

"When you find someone to actually start dating and not just fuck, then you can give me dating advise." She said firmly and turned to the mirror again to fix her makeup.

The taller one opened and closed her mouth, crossing her arms. "Fair enough shorty." She grumbled, not noticing the strange fact Y/n's reflection wasn't moving.

Although Y/n did and she frowned getting closer to the mirror. "I think someth... Did you call me shorty again?!" Snd stopped and faced her again.

"What? You are." She provoked, smiling innocently.

"I'm not short!" She defended herself. "You are the mountain here." She buffed and turned to the mirror.

A woman, completely different from Y/n, was appearing in the mirror.

"I am a proud mountain!"

Y/n froze looking at the mirror and slowly backed off pointing to it. "D-Dinah." She called low.