𝐍.𝐑 𝐗 𝐃𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐑 | 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒

𝟯𝟮. | 𝘁𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗲

⎯ 𝐀𝐆𝐄 ; 14 years old

⎯ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓 ; 641

⎯ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ; none

⎯ 𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 ; -

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You were sitting on the chair in front of the school principal's desk, waiting for your mom because she was called.

You were in trouble. Huge trouble.

The office was filled with awkward silence, the only sound was the ticking of the clock.

"Beautiful weather, don't you think Miss Romanoff?" Your principal started.

"No." You smiled sarcastically and crossed your arms.

He sighed when suddenly your mom bursted into the room.

You looked back. "Hi mommy." You smirked.

"Oh welcome! Please, sit down." Your principal smiled and pointed on chairs.

Your mom sat on your right and gave you furious look. "What have you done, Y/N?" She whispered.

"Nothing." You shrugged and smirked gentle.

She rolled her eyes and sighed, cause she knew you won't confess, so she just looked on principal to let him know he can start a topic.

"So Miss Romanoff, Y/N had never done something like that, but today I had call you.." He took a deep breath. "Cause she pushed her friend down the stairs during a long break."

You looked down on your hands as you were playing with your rings nervously. "It's not even my friend." You mumbled.

"She did what?" Your mom raised her eyebrows in shock.

"The girl is okay, but unfortunately Y/N has to face the consequences." He put his glasses on.

"Of course, I understand." Your mom nodded and looked at you. "Y/N will apologize and-"

You cut her off. "I have nothing to apologize for." You said in defense.

"Y/N will apologize." She repeated again, but this time in more serious tone.

You rolled your eyes, cause you know you can't argue with her.

"And will bear all the consequences, right?" She smiled waiting for your agreement.

"Obviously." You smiled sarcastically.

"Alright then, but can I ask you something Y/N?" He looked at you.

You nodded looking down at your shoes.

"Why did you do that?"

You stood up and grabbed your backpack dramatically. "I'm going home." You said upset and left the room.

"Hey, Y/N! Wait! Come back here!" You heard your mom calling after you, but you didn't stop.

You went home on foot, you didn't want to hear your mom's big speech about how bad it is to push your "friend" down the stair.

You hoped to come home sooner than she did, but unfortunately. Not this time.

You walked into your room and saw your mom standing with her arms crossed. It meant a lot. It was her "I'm in furious" pose.

You made exactly the same pose to tease her.

"Y/N." She warned you.

"Mom." You smirked.

She rolled her eyes. "Sit down." She sat down on edge of your bed and patted place next to her.

You sat down next to her and an awkward silence filled the room.

"So?" You started.

"So?" She raised her eyebrow.

"Ugh!" You fell on your bed and sighed. "Fine! I pushed her, but-"

"I don't want any excuses. You're grounded." She stood up and again crossed her arms.

"You literally just asked me for excuse." You said in defense. "Anyways, but you didn't let me finish!" You also stood up dramatically.

"Anyways, it doesn't matter. You're grounded." She smiled sarcastically.

You rolled your eyes and jumped again on your bed. "Whatever. Bye."

"Do not think I forgot!" Your mom smirked. "Your phone, missy."

But you had a plan. There's no lose without a fight, right?

"What phone?" You smirked back.

"Y/N Romanoff, you really don't want to try me." She said in serious tone and put her hand out for you to give her your phone. "Phone, right now."

"I don't have a phone." You tried not to laugh.

"Y/N!" Your mom shouted.

You were in trouble as hell.