I was forced into this. On my birthday none of the less. Why? Why did they have to make me use that...thing.
Why did they have to make me use that
Ouija Board?
Warning ⚠️ : Censored Swears, Hazbin Hotel (That's a warning enough?)
I do NOT own Hazbin...
'Ugh, what time is it?' I sleepily open my eyes and glance at my alarm clock, my vision clouded with sleep.
7:30. Wait. "SHOOT I'M GOING TO BE LATE FOR SCHOOL!" I throw my covers to the side, ignoring how I just woke up whoever might've been asleep by my yelling. Pushing myself out of the covers with a rush of adrenaline I trip over the side of my bed, the covers wrapping around me as I land with a thump.
Getting untangled I rush to my closet to grab an outfit. I ended up choosing a green and white striped long sleeve sweater, the sleeves also being puffy, with some jean shorts.
(This is what I imagine Y/N wearing, you can change it whatever you'd like though!)
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Deciding this outfit was good enough I run to the bathroom, which was luckily connected to my room, to brush my teeth and do my skin care, for example washing my face, and doing light makeup like mascara and concealer. By the time I was done with that it was 7:45. Fifteen minutes. Grabbing my backpack from beside my door I run downstairs to slip my shoes on. I decided to wear my black converse today, knowing I wouldn't have to run in P.E.
'I need to brush my hair!' I remember and run back to my room, tripping on the stairs on the way, and thoroughly brush my H/L H/C locks. I did not want a bed head today. Running back downstairs I was about to exit the door when my mother stops me.
"Have fun at school, birthday girl!" She says and pushes me out the door.
"Thanks mom! See you later!" I exclaim, hugging her goodbye before I walk out the door.
Today is Friday, March 28th! I am officially seventeen. One year until adulthood. I look at the watch my father got me last year. (I apologize but I decided that I'm going to have to make a birthday to fit in with the season and clothing style I'm going for. You wouldn't want to be wearing shorts in winter!)
7:52. School starts at eight. I think I have time to drop by for a coffee.
Sipping my warm F/CF (Favorite Coffee) I check the time again.
7:58. Two minutes. Two minutes! 'Maybe I shouldn't have gotten coffee!' I burst into a sprint. 'I swear. If I spill coffee on myself...'
𝐁𝐈𝐍𝐆. 𝐁𝐈𝐍𝐆. 𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆. The bell goes off as soon I step into the my home room classroom, panting. My coffee sill intact, unspilt and in my hand.
"Hey Y/N! How are you? Also, did you run here?" My best friend F/N asks as she gives me a hug, "Happy birthday by the way!"
F/N had short, a little shorter than shoulder length, wavy black hair, she has blue eyes and was a little taller than me, today she had a black sweatshirt, from one of her favorite bands. She was also wearing checkered pants with a black belt, ankle high black boots.
