((Y/N) look for high school and future chapters until I say otherwise.)
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(Y/N) was running because he didn't wanna be late.
His mind repeatedly was saying Shit a bunch of times as finally got there with spare time as he looks at a large sight that read of the school- Walkerville Collegiate Institute for the Creative Fine Arts.
(Y/N) waits for his friend Natalie.
After a minute of waiting Natalie shows up getting dropped off as he looked at her mother who was annoyed as he then went to Natalie's side.
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(No clock or stitches.)
(Y/N): Your mother giving you shit again?
Natalie smiled a little bit as she looked at (Y/N) who she thought of as her friend and her best friend.
Natalie: Yeah...
(Y/N) looked at Natalie as he notices the bags under her eyes.
(Y/N): Nat, did you get any sleep?
Natalie was silent as she looks down.
(Y/N): You know if you don't answer me I'll annoy you by saying beep multiple times.
Natalie: Yeah I didn't get much sleep...
(Y/N): You had a nightmare or something?
Natalie: Yeah...
(Y/N): Well tell me your nightmares whenever you want I'll be happy to listen I mean your like my only friend in this hellhole that society calls school.
Natalie giggled at (Y/N)'s jokes, his jokes always seemed to pull her out of her sadness.
The two then went to the third floor and to there respected lockers and before the bell ring they got to their English class.
As they got to their desks with them sitting next to each other. There English teacher annoyingly put her hand on Natalie's desk.
English teacher: Where's your assignment, Miss Ouellette?
