I woke up early, I still haven't adjusted to this timezone and Dad is suffering from the same thing. Sitting in front of his laptop I am just on the couch not really watching the TV but patiently waiting for time to tick by.
Another year... another new school. This is my last time traveling through - Dad insisted on my sticking with what I want to do from here on out and it aligns perfectly. There are plenty of ways to prove myself and I just hope I can end up setting up my own Dance Studio in this massive city.
It would be perfect.
Resting my head on one of the pillows I shut my eyes tightly only to feel someone shake me away, "Hmm?"
"Can't believe you managed to get some sleep. Come on, get dressed we have about thirty minutes to drive you over to the school. You sure you don't want me to head in with you?"
Rubbing my eyes out, "I am used to the system by now," then lifting myself completely as I head straight to my room.
Realizing that my getting up suddenly after saying that came off a little rude. I mean... I wish I could just stop jumping schools every year but Dad can't control it. Should make sure that he doesn't get too upset because of how I said it.
I am still stuck with a uniform that doesn't fit this school's dress code. Sliding into my black tights and old uniform. I recall something about this year being a little bit chilly so I should probably get this jacket but on one hand, it will... make me stand out a lot.
Well, it doesn't matter that much considering I am still new to the school.
We move around a lot and even though he said this living arrangement is temporary it will be ours for the year. It is terribly small and I would almost mistake it for a dorm that students would live in if they worked and studied at the same time.
My room is small with a little bed. One closet for my clothes and a nightstand with a mirror. I mean there were worse places to stay at and having to pay for my school tuition is already expensive.
I hope I can help Dad out so that we can move into a slightly bigger place for the both of us - but then again I might just end up being the only one in the apartment half of the time so I would at least have some room to practice.
Fixing my clothes, sit on my bed as I turn the mirror to face me. Struggling to see if I am looking somewhat presentable... I touch the sides of my head to make sure any hair isn't standing up. I have been keeping my hair short because of the heat back in Shurima so I might finally get a chance to grow out my hair again.
I glance at the insides of my hair to see that the feint purple strands in the mix with all the black give my hair a rather violet color. I might also need to see whether or not this school hates it when students dye their hair... might just have to stick with jet black then.
Lifting myself, I dragged my extremely light bag with me, "Hey Dad," I say as I step into the room, "I didn't mean to sound so mean-"
He chuckles as he lifts himself, then wrapping his arms around my shoulders, "Love you," then pulling away, "I shouldn't wrinkle the uniform too much, you should have your new uniform by tomorrow."
I then ask, "Should I pick it up at school later today?"
"I hope it will be given to you, yes. If not just give me a call and I will see if I can sort something out with them, okay?"
Then staring through the small window, "We should probably get going - it is pretty late and I don't mind being early at all. Gives me plenty of time to sort out the admin at school."
Dad spins around to find his keys and jacket, speaking as he heads to the door, "I already asked for an upgrade, this apartment is a bit of a tight fit and I expected it to have a lot more and not be that... bad. So I will sort that out for us."
"You don't have to if we can't afford it."
He stops me, "We can afford a lot of things - I don't want to waste money needlessly but I don't want you to live like that either," he locks the door behind me as we walk to the car.
"Don't worry so much," I try to reassure him but he won't listen to me until he starts thinking about me... a part of him that tries to do everything for me because of how we need to constantly travel around.
It's sweet but... I don't know. It is just unnecessary. Sure I lost a lot of friends and making new ones just hurt but I have grown out caring over it, being with him, for now, is enough. Family is important.
It was a short drive to the school, I sit in place for a moment as I glance through the window, "It looks pretty."
He then says, "I'm sorry for doing this to you again, Kai'Sa."
I shake my head, not looking at him, "It has to happen and I doubt I'd survive long on my own."
"Nonsense. You are stronger than you think," I chuckle as he states, "Have a nice day, sweety."
"You too, dad."
Getting out of the car, I turn to wave as he returns it. I walk slowly to the gates and as I expected a lot more stares than last year... damned uniform. It wasn't hard to tell that I was new, but I should just head straight to the faculty.
Walking straight down the middle, I exchange short glances with a few people. Then finally kept my gaze to myself. A new year, I wonder if it will be any better than the last one? Or is it just another one that will just fade away together as I move on to the next?
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