Being Free ||A One Piece High School AU||

Late for School?! HOLY SHIT RUN!!

Beep Beep Beep Bee - CRASH! "We don't need to buy another alarm clock Ally!" A pink bubblegum-haired floating girl called up the stairs.

"Then make it not make an annoying sound!" I groaned, trying to bury the day in my pillow.

"That's just how it's made. No get up and come eat breakfast." The girl said.

"What did you make?" I mumbled, at least that's how it sounded through my pillow. "Crepes." That single word had me on my feet and dashing to my closet. I pulled on a black and white striped shirt, a blue and dark orange jacket, and a pair of blue shorts. I was dressed and downstairs before my best friend and roommate could even blink.

"PERONA! CREPES ARE BURNING!" I shouted, mostly to get her down here."WHAAAAAT?!" Perona flew down the stairs and went straight to the stove. "Hey...I took the crepes off the stove..." She sent a friendly glare at me, and I looked away, shoving crepes into my mouth.

"So....when does school start?" I mumbled through my food.

"In five minutes." Perona said. My eyes widened and I dropped my fork, grabbing my yellow backpack and slipping on my red-orange shoes and running out the door. "Wait, what was..." Perona turned around and didn't see me there. "...the question?"

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"OMIGOD I AM SO LATE! NO ONE STOP ME FROM RUNNING!" I screamed, running down the hallway of my new school Peira Academy. I was so busy running I didn't see the guy in front of me and smacked right into him. "Ow." I groaned in pain. I blinked, stood up, and bowed apologetically. "Sorry! I'm really late and wasn't paying attention."

"Late? Late for what?" I looked uo and saw....well, one word to describe the person before me is A REALLY HOT GUY. Like seriously, he's hotter than Channing Tatum. Then again, I don't really swing for Channing Tatum that way. "For school. Duh." I deadpanned. How the hell was I staying calm in front of this hot-as-fuck guy?! GAAH!!

"Why? School doesn't begin for another half hour." He asked. Wait....what? "Seriously?" I growled. "Godammit Perona!"

The guy knelt down at touch my forehead and I hissed. No, not at him! My head still stings from faceplanting into him. ;-; "You have a scrap. Here," He gets a first-aid kit out of his jacket pocket. He placed a bandage on it. "That should do it."

"Shouldn't the nurse have done that?" I asked.

"I'm the school's assistant doctor." He chuckled. My eyes widen. Okay, it's official. Can I be a doctor's trophy wife? 'Cuz I wanna have your children, dude. Like seriously. You are sexy as fuck. I sighed. "Okay then. I'm just...gonna leave...." I scooted backwards. The guy just smirked and waved slightly. "See you later, Miss Hayes." Fortunately for him, I chose to ignore the fact that he somehow knew my name even though I never told him.