a cheeky boyband music filled the clothing store, giving it the perfect ambience for a shopping spree. teen girls ran in between the changing rooms and the cashier.
but the wonderful atmosphere got interrupted by a loud shriek behind one of the changing curtains.
sasha and historia looked at each other, and ran to where the sound came from as quick as their kitty heels let them.
"(y/n)?" historia frowned her brows, asking for her friend "are you okay?"
before she could utter another word, the curtain aggresively opened, revealing an infurated tall blonde who wore a hot pink corset-like top.
you clicked your tongue with annoyance "no historia i am not okay" you mocked her with a sarcastic smile "the s size doesn't fit me"
you turned your back to them so they could see.
half of the back of the zipper was up, and historia tried to help zipping it up, but it was nearly impossible, the girl huffed out air "maybe your boobs grew?"
sasha looked at her with approval "i have an aunt that had perfect boobs but then she woke up the next day and they were this huge" the brunnette separated her hands with big distance between them.
your heart raced at what she said and your knees buckled beneath you "i don't want to be a whale" you cried, your friends rushing to help you get up.
historia wiped a tear from your cheek, as you determinately looked at them "i know it was that no gluten blueberry muffin from the cafeteria" you said angrily "from today on, i'm just going to drink water forever"
historia's eyes widened "you.. you can't do that, what if you get hungry?" she inquired.
"i'll eat a cube of cheese, but only if i feel like i'm going to faint, i don't care if you guys like it or not" you spoke, seeing sasha's horrified face.
historia nodded "we do everything together"
"what?!" sasha protested, for a whole hour, even after the conversation got droppped, she kept on making little comments out the situation and how miserable her life was going to be.
after buying a few lots of new makeup, colognes, and a cute pompom keychain for your car keys, the day was over.
you dropped off both at their homes before driving to yours, noticing a black car up front. you father's. contrasting your white porsche carrera 911, in case you were wondering.
it was weird seeing him this early at home, since he was a surgeon, he had to be at work 24/7.
upon entering the house, the maid took your shopping bags out from your car, and was followed by the butler, who helped her, they were indeed a lot, like 20-30.
your kitty heels clicked against the marble flooring, purse in hand, and looking everywhere for your father, then noticing the kitchen door was open.
as soon as you walked in, you were met by your father smiling, next to a brunette with glasses, okay ew, who even wears glasses but nerds? and also a really, really short man. do people like that even exist? don't they only come out for st. patrick's day?
before you could stifle your giggle, your father scared it out of you "(y/n) get in here!" he greeted you with a smile, in his usual black pants and blue button up shirt.
you stepped forward, only looking at him and not the other two abominations of people "what's up daddy?" you smiled.
"i want you to meet hange and levi" he introduced his, friends? elf and tree? kevin heart and the rock?
you blinked at them, and they blinked back, only the one with glasses smiling after a second.
"i'm hange zoe! your father has told us all about you, i haven't seen you since you were probably three years old! ah! it's so great!" she took your hand, shaking it up and down.
a nod came from you, faking a smile "yeah, really great..." not a single memory of this person came to mind.
"(y/n), levi's niece goes to your school, i think she's on the same year as you, right? levi?" your father turned to his short friend, bringing the cup of coffee to his lips.
"she does" short-man replied.
"right! why don't you invite her over huh?" erwin patted levi's back, looking at you. who only had a disbelieved face.
"you probably know her already, her name is mika-"
ring! ring! ring!
your phone rang in just the perfect time, startling them. "hold that thought daddy, sasha's calling me, it's super duper important! we have a group project!" you smiled.
"this early in the year?" levi squinted his darkened eyes at you, which you did back "for cheer, we are having tryouts next week, maybe you should tell your ... um ... what was it? ... cousin? ... niece? to try out.. or whatever" a slight smile adorned your face, pressing a button on your phone to answer, and dashing away from the kitchen in seconds.
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𝘾𝙀𝙍𝙏𝙄𝙁𝙄𝙀𝘿 𝘽𝘼𝙍𝘽𝙄𝙀, mikasa
Fanfic# in which the meanest girl in school somehow ended up in a goth's bed
