Larissa Weems x Y/N ~A secret love~

Arrival

                           (You're on your way to Nevermore Academy)

Y/N POV: WHY THE HELL AM I LETTING MY MOTHER BOSS ME AROUND?! I'm 20 years old and can make my own decisions.

*Your mothers voice cuts through your thoughts like a sharp knife.*

Y/M: Honey, I know you're not exactly happy that I'm making you do this, but I think this will be beneficial! Just think...you'll get to meet a bunch of people that are-

Your mother cuts herself off before finishing her sentence.

Y/N: What? You mean people that are "Like me", I guarantee that I will meet NO ONE who is like me. You may think I'm some weirdo, but you know where I get it from? I GET IT FROM YOU. So maybe you should be going to this school and not me.

Your mother doesn't reply and keeps driving.

In the back of your mind, you're starting to regret what you said.

Y/N: Mom... I'm-

The car stops, and your mother turns to you, "We're here" she says.

You quickly grab your bags, then open the car door and slam it shut.

"This place is kind of pretty" you mumble under your breath.

Y/M: *sigh* Stop talking to yourself and hurry up.

Y/N: Whatever.

Y/N POV: There goes my plan on apologizing.

You angrily walk behind your mother as she leads the way to the principals office.

Y/N POV: Ugh... It's probably going to be some bossy woman who thinks she has power over me. Hm, sounds perfect for mom.

You and your mother enter through the door, you look up and see a gorgeous woman sitting behind her desk, you start to feel a warm sensation in your chest.

Y/N POV: What the heck? Why do I feel so...weird?

The woman stops typing and looks up, she then closes her computer while standing up to greet us.

Larissa: Hello! You must be Y/N I'm assuming.

Y/N: uhm...

You're struggling to find words, but finally give a quick "Y-yes".

(Switching to view of Larissa)

Larissa's POV: Y/N seems a bit nervous...

Larissa: you two can take a seat, then we will get started.

You notice Y/N nervously fidgeting with her hands.

(Back to you)

You stop fidgeting with your hands and look up to see the principal staring at you with her lovely eyes. "How are you today, dear?" she says.

Y/N: I-I... uh..

Y/N POV: PULL IT TOGETHER!

You sit there without answering her question.

Larissa: Never mind, dear.

You watch as she turns and starts talking to your mother, your eyes are completely fixated on Ms. Weems.

Y/N: So beautiful... (You mumble to yourself.)