*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*Song: Fourth of July, Sufjan Stevens*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*
∞༺♥༻✧Today I woke up with the biggest smile ever, that even made my cheeks hurt a bit, but in a good way. Totally a good way. Today is the day that Wilhemina and I are going to talk about us to the others. I feel very, very anxious about their reactions, especially Emily's, but what's the worst thing that could happen anyways?
I got up from my bed and got dressed in less than ten minutes. Must be a world record! I laughed as I thought to myself. I tried my best to calm my nerves down as I walked down the stairs to the common room, knowing that in a while everyone in here would know about my relationship with Mina. I couldn't believe that we wouldn't have to hide anymore and sneak around to each other's bedrooms almost every night, afraid of the thought of getting caught by someone, anyone
'Good morning guys!' I said as I walked inside smiling
'Heyy, good morning to you too Y/N!' Mr. Gallant said to me, smiling big as well 'How come you are so early today?' He asked and I shrugged my shoulders
'I think I might finally be full of sleep' I chuckled
'Are you okay? Your hands are shaking' Coco asked me, and I looked at my hands. She was right, they were indeed shaking, and I quickly crossed them below my chest as I sat down at the table
'Yeah, I-I know, it's just because it's so cold in here I guess' I lied, knowing very well that my hands were always shaking every time I was nervous, and I also felt like butterflies would always fly inside my stomach, but of course they couldn't notice that
When I heard Wilhemina's cane clicking on the marble floor from not so far away, I felt like my stomach was tied up in a knot, and I could easily throw up, without even having eaten anything yet. This feeling got worse when she finally got inside the dining area and sat down at the table. It was so quiet, and I thought that everyone could hear my heartbeat racing inside my chest. I may not have been nervous before, but now I'm terrified. I don't think I can do this
After a couple of minutes, the grays walked in holding their usual trays, and after they served us our food, they walked back outside again. Wilhemina looked at me, waiting for me to reassure her that she could go ahead and start talking about it. I swallowed hard and nodded, as my hands began to shake even more than before now
'Could you please stop eating for a moment? I have something important to tell you' Emily sighed and rolled her eyes
Oh God. Oh dear God help me
YOU ARE READING
the beginning.
Fanfiction~the earth was destroyed. everyone and everything was now dead. you were ''lucky'' enough to be one of the last survivors in the outpost 3, which is ran by the bossy, sadistic Wilhemina Venable. you thought this was the end. but it's just the beginn...