𝐁𝐔𝐘𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐄

one

ONE; happy accidents

SAB.

i jolted off my bed, checking the time on my phone. 7:29 am. "geez." i mumbled, last thing i remembered was checking my phone and it was still five am and now i'm about to be late for the first day of the new term.

only two of my classes changed from the first term, electives that don't really matter, journalism 1 and intro to coding. sometimes i wished my father didn't have a say in classes i took, because who really cares about coding?

i make my way to my bathroom, brush my teeth, and splash water onto my face. i applied moisturizer — no time for the full skincare routine right now. i opened my cabinet and ripped off my bonnet before grabbing leave in conditioner and other products.

i did the best i could with my hair before i headed to my closet, i rummaged around and threw on light wash jeans and a sage green top.

i walked down stairs, where my dad was sitting at the counter while he typed away on his computer. i check my phone for the last time, 7:50 am. luckily i lived five minutes away from school and it started at 8:10.

i walked towards the fridge and grabbed a bottled water, after i closed it i grabbed a banana. "good morning, baba." i said with my mouth full, he looked at me through his glasses and shook his head, "finish your food first, sabrina." he said to me as if i was a child.

once i finished my banana i tossed it and walked to our mud room, i scanned the room to make sure i didn't need anything from the rest of the house before i put my shoes on.

"it's cold today, sabrina!" my dad yelled, i rolled my eyes and grabbed my jacket off of the coatrack. i put on my shoes and my jacket, making sure to take my backpack as well before i started for my car.

i reached into my side pocket to grab my keys, unlocking my car and getting into the frigid vehicle.

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the warning bell instantly rang the moment i stepped into the building. my heart beat picked up slightly, i had my schedule saved in my photo album so i used that to get to my first class, journalism 1.

the class wasn't too bad of a walk, but the walk up the two flights of stairs made me want to fall to my legs. although i wouldn't call myself out of shape, i was not athletic by any means. keeping myself contained and not looking like i just ran a 5K.

i walked quickly down the hall as normal as possible, i looked at the time on my phone. 8:09, my head wanted to go much faster than i was actually going. to me, being anything later than a second would be one of the worst things ever.

i hate having any attention on me, whether people actually care or not, i do. while my school doesn't have that many kids and everybody pretty much knows everybody, most choose to act oblivious towards the people they grew up around. which i have no problem with whatsoever, i'm eternally grateful for it.

not saying there'd be a reason why people would be looking at me, but even if it were for a second my brain would malfunction right then and there.

i spot the room number and continue the pace i was at, i was right at the door until i hear a loud smack. i abruptly stopped and looked on the floor behind me. my phone laid flat down on the tiles. i dragged my feet towards the device, bending down to reach for it.

i retrieved my phone the exact moment the bell rings, i let a deep breath out. i quickly stand fully up and whip my body towards the door.

but instead of an open classroom, i rammed into something hard, and dark. as well as cottony..if that's a word.

i hear a grunt, i instantly take a step back and recollect myself before looking at whoever caused me to be late to class.

it was a one of those triplets who everybody was obsessed with, yet i still don't know the difference between any of them.

he looked at me sorta confused, "sorry," i mumbled before attempting to walk past him. he got a hold of my backpack and kept me back, i silently cursed myself once again for not setting my alarm earlier.

"y'know, it was just an accident, no need to apologize." he said to me, emotionless. i nodded my head and shot him a flatlined smile as he let go of my bag.

i scurried into the classroom, luckily the teacher hadn't made his way into the class. i scanned the room with a majority of seats filled. i usually liked sitting near the teacher since that meant less time walking to their desks if i had questions,

unfortunately for me once again all the seats were taken by his desk, the only ones open were ones in the back corner. i walked past the students who mostly had their heads buried in their phones or i made awkward eye contact with them.

i unzipped my jacket as quietly as possible, hooking it on the back of my chair before sitting down. the teacher had yet to begin talking so i went on my phone to text my friend, camille.

sab
where's your first?

camille
damn no good morning ??

sab
bro
read.
sab
good morning

camille
good morning sabbbbb
camille
b wing second floor hbu

sab
a wing third
sab
meet after this class?

camille
yesss, where's ur next class

sab
c wing second

camille
kk same i'll see you outside of there then
camille
soo any prospects in your class???

sab
really
sab
def not
sab
and i'm sitting alone
again in this class

camille
but u like sitting alone

sab
yes true but when the
entire class is filled
it's kinda demeaning

camille
you'll enjoy it soon
camille
chris sturniolo is in my english im
actually screaming

sab
hm i bumped into one of them today
sab
also did the sturniolo trap get you too???

camille
sab they're hot wdym did they get me too
camille
maybe you bumped into matt

sab
hope not

camille
oh but hope
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authors note,

hey guyssss
i'm thinking of taking of my time w
this story, but obviously releasing at
reasonable times. maybe three times a
week? if i get super motivated then
every day there will be a new chapter.

i hope yall love sabrina the way i do cuz
she's gonna be so fun to write🫀🫀

vote and comment pls!!