y/n pov
"oh simple, my dad works night shifts and we needed a couple things" i shrug it wasn't a lie
"and a 14 year old buying beer is something you do often" lizzie tilts her head, i get it. i know where shes coming from. but she doesn't have to worry.
"i guess, its just the groceries" i shrug pulling my bike out of the bike rack and putting the bag off groceries into my back pack. lizzie nods and we go our separate ways as she goes to her car. well i guess not separate we are basically going back to the same place.
i start down a path and almost wonder if i could get there before lizzie, she may be in a car but i know my way around AND i can take all shortcuts on my bike. well lets find out.
turns out i cannot beat a car on my bike. all it left me was sweaty, out of breath and tired. when i did make it back home there was 2 cars parked outside lizzies home so i assume she had guests over. her house was lively all the lights on.
much unlike her home i unlock my house to a very dull empty living room. slowly as i make my way through the house i turn on the lights. right now i was in the kitchen putting away the groceries.
from the groceries i take out a box mac and cheese. "so good you'll wanna fire your grandma" i mumble turning the box over to read the instructions. i grab out my phone. well it wasnt mine as such, threw my dads work he gets a phone its one of the perks or whatever. so i have a phone but it does have some restrictions on it since its an old work phone with all the protocols. i only use it for music and texting anyway.
i play some music threw a cheep pair of earphones. boiling the water etc and beginning to make my dinner. putting the food in a mug i turn off the kitchen and living room lights only keeping on the one by the entrance for my dad when he did actually get home.
i go into my room putting the cup down on my side table and get into bed. it was already late and i had to get this art assignment finished. it was about drawing famous historical landmarks in 50 years if humans were no longer here. there was so much detail to add and i will admit it was coming along great but it was really time consuming. there was abandoned masks on the ground rubbish was around however i imagined everything as over grown. it had this comforting atmosphere to it. moss breaking through the concrete, trees in the middle of shops that sorta thing.
i got the leaning tower of pisa. in 50 years i imagine it to be broken in two, a part still in the ground and a part laying cracked next to it. reminisce of human tourists around it was beautiful. i once again grab the mug of mac and cheese and take a bite.
i dont know how long i had been working on the drawing collectively but it was really my fault for leaving it so last minute. i started it today. its due tommorow. if that isnt time management what is. by this time i am done my dinner drinking from a bottle of water every now and again and adding the last details onto my drawing.
thank fuck it was almost done. the only way i knew it was getting late is the sound of my dads ute pulling back in. it was now 4am, great. he would think i would be already sleeping but since im not i decide to ask him about work. its not often we get to talk as im at school during the day and he is either drunk when i get home or sleeping.
when i walk out to the main part of the house however he isnt there. i walk to his bedroom and see he has simply fallen onto his bed sleeping. so much for that idea.
i grab a glass of water and go back to my room. placing the book by my side i plug my phone in opening my window the slightest. shuffling down in the covers my mind jumps around thinking about random things until it gets back to my new neighbour. she seems nice she helped me earlier today anyway. and shes understanding most adults would think i was buying it for some rager or something.
anyway taking a page out of my fathers book i fall asleep.
the next day
waking up was quite the annoyance. i had 3 hours of sleep and usually i can function but all i wanted to do right now was lay in bed and talk to no one. but that was the usual. eventually i get the strength to get out of bed.
i get ready for school making sure i have my sketch book in my bag. i get changed into a basic comfortable outfit never knowing how people wore tight ass skirts and heels with their hair straightened full face of makeup. i mean its 8am in the morning bro at least wake up first.
i leave the house walking to the bus stop. the wind was cold and the sun was way to bright. i started to get a headache for some reason and it better go away by the time i get to school. the bus comes 10 minutes later and i step on seeing it almost empty which was odd. i sit towards the back, looking out the window and waiting for this day to end already.
when i get to school i can hear the buzz about a new teacher, i was confused i hadn't herd about any of this earlier. then again i was away for 2 days.
i continue to my locker when i lock eyes with my new neighbour. oh god.
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Fanfictionlizzie olsen au so basically lizzie (who isnt famous) moves into the house across from y/n. Turns out she's the new teacher at her school so what happens when miss olsen notices her odd behaviour. tw alcoholic father, abuse, sh. any others will be o...