Y/N POV
I sigh as I put my suitcase down. Exhausted from a long day but most importantly, exhausted from just existing. I don't want to be here, I just want to dance and escape. This will ruin my love for dance, the only thing that keeps me going.
And to top it all off, I have to share my space with all these bratty rich girls. I'm not one of them and I never will be.
"At least the beds are comfy" I said to myself as I sit on the bed just looking around the room. There are two beds, meaning I have to share the room with someone else. I just pray that she stays out of my way. I don't have the energy nor the will to make new friends since I'm not planning on staying here long.
I pick the bed closest to the window, so that my little plant won't die.
I hope the girl I'm sharing this dorm with doesn't mind, but I mean even if she does I already picked the bed so she's just gonna have to deal with it.I get up and start unpacking my stuff trying to make the little that I've brought with me look somewhat presentable. I know I'm messy but I can at least try and keep things organized so I'm not bothered by the other girl.
I take a small shoe box filled with little letters and pictures "I should've burnt them all" I whispered as I push the small box under my bed.
"Hmm" I hummed.
So quiet and so peaceful. It won't last long. The minute all the other girls get in it's gonna be complete chaos. I noticed my hands starting to sweat and shake a little, my anxiety starting to take over. I know for a fact I will not survive this school.Dancing is all I wanna do but my mom always said I have to have a backup plan and that I need to do good in school. I'm okay at school not the smartest but I can get by without failing.
I don't want to make dancing a job, I want to keep it as my hobby. I don't wanna lose the passion and love I have for it. Dancing is my only escape from this pain I've been drowning in. I never thought it was going to end up being such a cruel summer.
I didn't want it to end but I never get what I want. At least maybe in this new school I can start fresh and make my own decisions.Heartbreak is tough. Nobody tells you love can hurt this bad. Everyone says time heals everything but time is taking its sweet time to erasing-.
I quickly put on sweatpants and a hoodie, not wanting to dwell on my broken heart the very first day at this new place. I'm trying to forget and heal, but I don't think I'll be able to.
"Get your shit together" I say through my teeth. I get up and head towards the door when I hear giggles getting closer and closer. I freeze, my heart is racing and my chest is tightening. I don't know how but I manage to get into the bathroom and close the door before the giggles died down as I hear the dorm door shut close.
"Shit! Chez I think somebody's already here" I hear a girl with a husky voice and a weird accent say.
I stay quiet trying to even up my breathing as I keep listening to what they're saying.
"But Kimba I thought we could room together this year" the other girl said, with an even funnier accent.
"I don't think that'll be happening babe, plus we have our own routine. Nothing has to change" the Kimba girl said.
"Ugh fine, but she better stay away from you. Don't want us finding out she's been trying steal me bird" even though I can't see her I can clearly hear the annoyance in her voice.
"Don't worry baby, I only have eyes for you" and with that I can hear them kissing.
I don't know what to do, I don't think they know I'm here or that I heard everything they just said. I can't come out they'll know I was eavesdropping but I can stay here forever either.
I put my headphones in, flush the toilet, and wash my hands pretending I actually used the bathroom.
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Mosaic Broken Hearts
FanficThis will be a Lizzie-Y/N story. I will be using she/ her pronouns but feel free to change them to accommodate your preferences:) Both Lizzie and y/n are teenagers in a private school. Lizzie's family has money, as opposed to y/n who is on a schol...