I hear my alarm go off.
I hit snooze.
It goes off again.
I hit snooze again.
I get annoyed and turn it off.
I wake up nice and refreshed to find that school starts in 15 minutes.
This was the routine every day, and yet I still shot out of bed like it was the end of the world. I didn't bother to make my bed, brushed my teeth in exactly 60 seconds, and practically rolled down the stairs.
"Why didn't you wake me up?!" I asked mom.
"If you turn off your alarm and sleep through the whole day, that's on you," she shrugged.
"She's right. You're in high school now," dad agreed.
He usually just went with whatever mom was saying.
"You've been saying stuff like that since I turned 10," I grumbled, pouring in milk and cereal to my bowl at the same time.
Then I drank it like water, chewing as I put on my shoes and hoodie.
"Okay love you mom love you dad bye!" I shouted, dashing out the door.
Five seconds later realization hit me, and I ran back inside.
"Uhhhhhhh, can you drive me to school?" I asked dad.
"You gotta stop waking up so late," he told me, getting his keys.
"Yeah, yeah, I know, I know," I rushed.
"Listen Y/n, I know it may be hard... moving from Jersey to Manhattan," dad started as we got in the SUV.
I wasn't trying to start a conversation, but he continued.
"Your friends were there. All 2 of them," he joked.
"Come on, I have more than 2 friends. Like there were at least 4," I defended.
"But seriously though... It's going to be fine. You'll meet new people. Maybe even a special someone," he said with a smirk.
"Yeah, okay," I said, looking out of the window.
"So... are you excited about your field trip today?" he asked.
"I guess," I said, pretending I didn't care.
"Yeah. I heard they're enhancing the DNA that give certain animals their defining traits, and improving upon them," he added, seeing past my charade.
"Okay fine it's awesome. Did you know that they're learning the genetic code that makes lizard's limbs grow back? I mean, that could revolutionize the medical profession. Imagine a military official who lost his arm. He could grow it back. Isn't that awesome?!"
Dad laughed at my excitement.
"Well, we're here. Have fun Y/n."
"I will. Except maybe the arachnid exhibit. Love you dad," I smiled, leaving the car.
"Y/n!" he shouted out the window.
"I was... just remembering. I was literally turning around," I lied, getting my bookbag out of the backseat.
Dad just shook his head, smiled, and drove off.
I ran into my first period just as the bell rang, my hair a mess. I sat next to Peter.
"Wow. A prime example of teenage hangover," he joked.
"Not funny," I grumbled.
"What up dorks. Looks like you're late again Y/n," MJ said, walking in the classroom.
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Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man Chronicles: Gang War (Male Reader Insert)
AcciónBook 1 of the FNSM Chronicles My name is Y/n L/n. Just your average 14 year old "New Yorker." I moved from Suburban New Jersey to bustling Manhattan a few months ago, I got into this fancy high school in Midtown, and now I don't know anybody or an...