╔ Contains: Fluff + Normal Topics.. ╝ No song for today's chapter unfortunately!
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ʏ/ɴ's ᴘᴏᴠ (ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ):
" But Mom! I don't want to transfer to a new school!" I yelled, putting my hands on my hips, angrily. I could feel my hands starting to bruise my sides. I felt so angry. I didn't want to transfer to a new school! This was bad. And... Actually... There must be a better word for bad... I've got it! Horrible.. Dreadful.. Terrible!!
"But Honey... Your father found a job in Japan and the apartments here in New York is quite expensive," Mom reasoned, her eyebrows furrowing into a pleading look.
"But! I have friends! I'm happy, here! There are many exquisite jobs here! Why can't Dad get one of those?!" I demanded, a wet sensation streaming down my cheeks. I paused, my finger streaked against my left cheekbone and I checked my finger.
I was crying.. This may not come as a surprise but it did to me. I usually am a strong person. But... Sure.. My eyes have watered before but my tears had never actually came out.. (This sounds so cringy- 😅)
My mother looked at me. Her eyes were wide open with shock. I looked away, the tears started to come out even more. I felt as if my tears were water flooding..
"But dear.. You can have new friends, a new school, and many other things. It's a good way to start fresh! Your father also tried to qualify for all the jobs avaliable here.. But he didn't get accepted. Please understand, Y/N.." Mom coaxed, rubbing my back and looking at me with pleading eyes.
I shut my eyes to prevent from noticing her face and rushed to my room, my face implanted into my hands. I could feel my palms getting moist of my tears. This feeling felt horrible...
I scurried into my bathroom, looking into my glass mirror. I brushed my fingers over the smooth looking glass, smiling weakly. My makeup was messy to the point that it was dripping down halfway towards my neck. I grabbed my towel and wiped my face, my eyes resulting in pale red rims around my eyes.
I than whispered to myself, "This is it... I can't believe they are doing this... But..."
"There's no turning back...."
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TIME SKIPPP TO BEIGOMAA ACADEMYYYY
ғɪʀsᴛ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ ᴘᴏᴠ (sʜᴜ's ):
I walked down the halls of my school, one hand clutching my small backpack and the other clinging to Spryzen. I shut my eyes for a bit, knowing I knew where I was going. My first class of the day was 'Alegabra'.
I than abruptly opened my eyes, my ears dreading what they heard.
The sound of my fangirls...
I turned behind my back to double check if they were there and my hunch was right. A big pack of girls were running towards me and I sprinted off towards the Alegabra room. My fangirls continued to just call my name and plead for me to be their boyfriend. But today, I was having none of it.
