"Studying"

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!!! (it could be any of your friends' names, but I thought of one for each if it's hard to follow along with Friend 1, Friend 2, etc.)


Friend 1: Ruby

y/n are u almost here??? we've been waiting for u😭


Friend 2: Camille

right like gurlll periodt


Bsf: Lucinda

camille darling uve got to stop💋


Friend: Camille

naur wayy


Friend 3: Erica

y/n u here yet?


Y/n zips up her bag filled with files of papers and books, sliding on her shoes. 

"Bye, I'm heading out now!" She shouts, as she walks out the door, locking it behind her.

She shoves her keys into her backpack's side pocket and places her phone in her bike basket. Y/n gets on her bike and starts peddling towards Ruby's (Friend 1) house.


———————————— Later ————————————


Y/n parks her bike in Ruby's (friend 1) front yard, locking it. She grabs her phone from the basket and unlocks it to check her messages.


You have 6 new messages. 


Friend 3: Erica

y/n u here yet?


Friend 1: Camille

guysss i think y/n died NOOOO 😭


Friend 1: Ruby

the chance of that happening is so low girly


Friend 1: Ruby

but what if she did


Bsf: Lucinda

ohmygod


Y/n reads through the messages and laughs to herself as she rings the doorbell. She starts to reply.


Y/n

yes guys i died and was still able to ring the doorbell


Friend 2: Camille

oml i told y'all


Friend 1: Ruby

💀💀


Friend 3: Erica

but arent ghosts not able to touch real life things if y/n actually died? which means she's lying right


Y/n

i was joking erica😭


Friend 3: Erica

oh


Bsf: Lucinda

BYE


Friend 2: Camille

no im still correct y/n died and just has magical powers💅


Y/n

haha righhhtt 


Y/n

ok guys can u srsly open the door for me now


Bsf: Lucinda

OH YEAH


Y/n

🤠


—————————— Later ——————————


"Guys, do you get this?" Ruby groaned as she laid down on the ground, scattering her homework papers beside her.

"No, I'm literally failing trigonometry," Camille says, tossing her pencil box in the air and catching it.

"You're not even doing the work, Camille—," Lucinda replies, watching her.

"Do you see anyone that is actually doing the work, Lucy?" Camille says, her head hanging from Ruby's bed. Lucinda looks around the room.

"Y/n is," Lucinda answers, motioning towards the h/c headed girl, who was writing notes down on a sheet of paper.

"Great," Camille smiles in a sarcastic way.

"It's all wrong, though. Like, very off," Erica adds. She was quietly checking over Y/n's work while sipping a can of Koke.

Y/n stops and looks up. "Are you serious?" 

Erica nods.

"Oh my god, and I thought I was almost finished. Might as well just get an F and over with." Y/n frowns. 

"Idiot," Erica laughs, smacking Y/n's back.

"Ow, quit it Erica," Y/n rolls her eyes, sighing. Ruby giggles at the sight. Camille swipes her phone out of her pocket and goes on TickTock. 

"Does anyone get what any of this means?" Lucinda sulks, resting her head against the desk, peering at the sheet of paper she's been trying to finish since last night.

"No, I doubt it, just give up," Camille tells Lucinda, while liking a TickTock video.

Erica walks over to Lucinda and skims over the paper. 

"Sorry Lucy, I'm not very good at History either," Erica shrugs, looking at Lucinda.

"It's fine," Lucinda assures Erica, sitting up now.

"Guys guys, look at this TickTock. We should totally do this too," Camille suddenly hops down from the bed, sitting on the floor.

Everybody now curious,  stop what they're doing and join Camille on the floor, watching her phone play a video.










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