Andromache (Rosé x fem reader)

κεφάλαιο XI

Roseanne's PoV

Today was the big day. My last projects for every class and the last ones of high school. Maybe I was a little sentimental because after this it was just assemblies and senior meetings. Senior last day was always two weeks earlier and it also included a day of graduation practice.

The band and the cheer team roamed the halls playing the school's song but I wouldn't be able to run out of class and see them because they went around our last period and we had projects to present. It was inconvenient for us and our teacher but she couldn't get them to not cross our hallways because according to the principle we aren't special.

So we had to go through it, five or fewer minutes of a presentation and it had to be perfect, the pressure of the teacher, peers, and the fact that this was my last grade determining my final grade was nerve-racking. And then I was not so excited for the loud band to be playing.

"Ok, Michael goes first then Jordan, Y/n, and then Roseanne. I'm sure we'll have time for more after so anyone can volunteer."

But the class had started badly already because Y/n wasn't here.

I received her text message yesterday and I was happy for her because I knew she had struggled with it. Yet, I went off on her for working on it at Lisa's house. Not only did I have a short temper but I was jealous.

I knew I had to apologize after she argued back that day. She had opened my eyes to my greatest flaw and I was sorry but I wanted to apologize correctly. I didn't want to make things worse by apologizing wrong or saying something that would further upset her.

Perhaps it was childish to ignore her but I had no other option. I had gone to her house after the message feeling ready to apologize in person, my first step to doing it right.

But I knocked on her door and there was no answer. Her godparents' car wasn't parked outside but it was a usual occurrence for them to not be home and this was the only other place she would be if it wasn't my house unless she was at Lisa's.

And that's how I ended up at Lisa's, the girl wore terrified eyes on her face and had lots of glitter on her hair. Green and magenta winking at me as they were tangled against her hair strands.

But y/n wasn't at her house either and obviously not at mine either since Alice would've been spamming my phone to come home.

I took this chance to apologize to Lisa which wasn't my second step but it was written somewhere along all of my steps. And she accepted and before I could walk away she called me back hesitantly and before I knew it I was in her room helping her make a poster.

"How did you know that I'm good at art?" I asked after she told me she knew, but I've never really had a conversation with her besides the childish argument we had at dance practice.

"Y/n talks about you a lot and shows off how good you are at art." A blush crept up on my face.

I was so lost in my thoughts and me imagining the things she had said about me that it took some name-repeating and weird stares from my classmates to make me realize that my teacher was calling me.

"Roseanne, is Y/n not coming today? She didn't call in as absent." Her eyes were glued to her screen sliding her fingers on the trackpad of her laptop probably looking at Y/n's attendance.

And I was ashamed that I couldn't tell her a concrete answer, "I'm not sure." And worry bottomed at the pit of my stomach.

I should've apologized sooner so that I could know about her whereabouts and if she was ok.

"Ok, then I guess you're up then."

I was a great public speaker, sure I trembled and freaked out at first but after I spilled my first words came out it was easy.