[je crois que j'ai commencé à écrire trop sérieusement.....]
Y/n woke up this morning, feeling not tired at all. She had so much energy rn. She felt like she could run around the world and beat the record of le tour du monde en 80 jours. But she didn't want to do that. The only thing she wanted, was to see her beloved : Lucas.
It has now been one week since she first saw him. And for that whole week, the only thing she could think of was the pretty mexican boy. His soft black hair, his skin that seemed so.. ugh, she really needed to get him out of her mind.
Y/n got up. She was not late that time ! And, the day before, she prepared something really special for her favorite boy ; a letter. A letter where she asked him to join her for a small date at the local coffee. She slowly brushed her beautiful, soft, long blond hair. She looked at herself in the mirror, and smiled. Her bright and white smiled surprised her. She went to her closet and choose a pink hoodie, some black tights and a white skirt. She put on black shoes and went to school before taking her breakfast. She didn't had time. She needed to see him now.
Y/n did not took the bus today. She walked (even if 'ran' is more accurate) to the college, almost jumping in impatience. As soon as she saw Lucas entering the main hallway, Y/n lui sauta littéralement dessus, hugging him. Without even realizing, she slightly pushed away the tall guy, Wilbur.
"Lucas !!! I missed you so, so, sooooo much !!!"
The boy laughed nervously while Y/n finally let him go."Yeahhh but it's only been a day you know... that is kind of worrying me haha-"
Y/n put a finger on his lips, shutting him up.
"Boo, don't say things like that !"
"Don't.. call me 'boo' ple-"
But it was too late, Y/n was already running away to the casiers, giggling, her face all red. She had the courage to call him "boo" !! Can you even imagine ?!
Y/n arrived to the casiers before Lucas and his stupid, terrible, ugly friend. She took out of her a bag a small enveloppe, the truc rouge de cire being the form of a heart. She bent down to kind of hide it in the history book of her beloved. She was really proud of herself ; she a réussit stalking Lucas, obtenant his phone number (she hadn't text him yet), his address and the code of his casier. Yeah, maybe it was a little creepy, but, hey ! He was her future husband ! So, no worries, it was okay.
Y/n closed the casier in a mouvement rapide, took her bag and walked away, already thinking about all the thing that could happened, Lucas walking to her and saying to her "I saw your letter..... I love you, Y/n...."
[TRANSITION CHAT MIGNON QUI VIBE SUR DU... DU MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE DANS UNE PIÈCE ROSE BONBON]
Lucas was sitting on a bench with Wilbur. Y/n was sitting, pour son plus grand malheur, next to Wilbur. His and Lucas' hand were WAY too close au goût de Y/n. This frappait très fort ses nerfs. She got up, and smiled at Lucas.
"Hey boo ! I will be right back, I need to go get a book at the CDI ! See you !"
She said. As she looked closely, she saw Lucas' cheeks become slightly red. This made her heart battre très fort as she, herself, blushed. She probably didn't saw Wilbur hand who purposely (and, surprisingly, silently) slapped Lucas' thigh.
When the day was starting to feel like ages, the final bell rang. All of the students almost ran out of the classroom. Y/n went very fast to her uh casier, a prit ses affaires blablabla et sortit du lycée après avoir essayer de kiss Lucas sur la joue (et de s'être prit un gros rateau... qui l'a def pas découragé) and went back to her house very fast.
Tomorrow, she will show Lucas that SHE was the best person he could EVER meet.
She will prove him in EVERY WAY SHE COULD.
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Voilà le chapitre 2 hihi 🥺🥺😎😎🤗🤗 j'écrirais la suite plus tard au revoir hihiihhihihihih
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Y/N x Lucas
Randomnon c'est une blague, je me moque des gens qui écrivent ça sérieusement. oui je l'assume :D