LANA POV
I get out of the bathroom, I look around making sure that Leo was out of sight. I sigh in relief, he wasn't waiting for me to get out. He probably had to get to class. I start slowly walking to my class.
I examine my surroundings, just incase. I've gotten snuck up on before, it's not great.
I enter my english class, all eyes immediately on me. I hated being late, it gave me so much anxiety. I quietly sit down in my chair getting started on my work.
I place my phone on the desk face up getting started on my essay prompt. I was good at essays, sucked at math though. My least favorite subject, honestly.
I felt my phone vibrate against the desk, I had received a text from Chloe, I glance down at my phone. "Who's that? Your boyfriend?" The girl next to me says referring to my lock screen.
"None of your business." I say turning my phone the other way around. "I was just asking, damn." She turns her body the other way around.
I didn't need other people looking at my husband in his dread-head era, his best era in my opinion.
I continue writing my essay, shrugging off her comment.
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I get out of my car walking up to my front door, finally i'm home and out of that living hell. "Mom! I'm home!" I yell out taking my shoes off, no response. Hm, she must be at work.
"CHLOE!" I yell going up the stairs, barging into her room. Her head suddenly turns to me as I see the blonde British boy climbing in through her window.
I walk up to chloe dragging her wrist out the room. I close her bedroom door. "What happened to doctor dude?!" I whisper yell.
"He's old news! You know he wore a stranger things shirt to our date?! Come on now." She says.
"Okay but why doesn't he just come in through the front door, mom isn't here." I say shrugging.
"Oh."
"Well anyways! Let me get back to the British dude, he's cute." Chloe smirks, winking. She walks back into her room, I laugh shaking my head walking into my own. I plop on the bed staring at the ceiling.
I turn on my phone getting a notification, hm Bill posted on his story.
OH SHIT! Tom is going live on insta for the very first time! I refresh my feed, reloading it at least ten times per minute.
Finally it popped up, I was one of the first people to join the live. I smile as I watch them bicker over the pasta Tom was making.
Ew! He likes ketchup on his pasta? My man is weird, still love him though.
Aw, Bill's slipper is a penis. I like it, it's so cute. I need one myself, i've never seen one in person before.
It's time to swipe that card already, I just didn't have anyone to do it with. I mean, everyone hated me and called me a freak. Who was I supposed to have sex with
It wasn't fair, no one bullied Chloe when she was in high school. Just me. I swear i'm gonna die a virgin, I mean. I wasn't ugly, that's for sure.
I was never insecure about myself, I don't mean to sound full of myself but it's the truth. I had a decent body, long blonde hair and blue eyes.
It might seem basic but, I knew that was Tom Kaulitz's type, that was definitely an ego booster.
I get up setting my phone on my vanity, watching Tom's live as I get ready for work, I actually tried to look good for work. The better I looked the more tips I got. I had to put my hair back but I always jazzed it up a bit. Today I had put it in a slick back bun.
I took out my front pieces curling them a bit, I started on my makeup. I did a pink eye look today, I looked like barbie, I loved it.
I had always had more of a softer style, rather then intense. I loved pastel colors, especially sage green.
I loved sage green, it was just a comforting color. It made me feel safe, I liked that.
I place some lash glue on my tiny wispy lashes, they weren't dramatic at all, they just gave me some fullness in my lashes. Which I liked.
I place some pink lip gloss on my plump lips, everyone always thought they were lip filler.
They weren't.
I loved my appearance, I didn't understand why I got bullied all that much. I mean really? Just for not having a lot of money? That's some bullshit honestly.
I put on my apron, for work, I twist the belt of the apron around my waist before tying it tightly in the back. I put on my white work shoes, tying the laces.
I walk over to Chloe's door to let her know I was going to work, I knocked this time. Not wanting to walk in on something unfortunate.
"Come in!" I hear Chloe say, I walk in the room and sigh in relief. "Good you're clothed." I laugh, causing Chloe to send a glare my way. "What did you need." She says plainly.
"Just wanted to let you know i'm off for work." I nod. "Okay, i'll see you tonight." Chloe smiles, I nod once again and close her door gently.
Time for work.

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TRAVELERS || TOM KAULITZ
FanfictionLana Monroe, big fan of the old famous 2000s band tokio hotel. One day she ventures out to the thrift store, looking for some clothes and vintage wear. She spots a pair of nike wristbands, reminding her of her celebrity crush Tom Kaulitz.