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Y/n's P.O.V
I woke up in my new house still smelling the fresh paint from yesterday when me and my family moved in.
I had just moved from Texas;where I had lived all my life.At first,I had some resistance from the big change and was giving my parents the silent treatment for while.But then I realized that I should enjoy my last days in Texas and my new days in Oklahoma.I got out of my plain-ish bed and went into my bathroom to start my day.My bathroom was still pretty empty,but that was better for me because I had always wanted to redesign my bathroom back home but I didn't want to waste my parents money that they'd spent on it.So,I kept quiet and pretended I still liked it.I looked in the mirror looking,analyzing the damaged I had done during my relentless sleep.I had always been a hard-core sleeper every since I could roll over by myself , at least , that's what my mom says.
Anyway.I brushed my teeth and washed my face with just lukewarm water to not strip all of my nutrients from my face off.I walked out of the bathroom back into my untouched room.I was supper excited to decorate it.I always love a fresh new start.I mean, who doesn't? I changed out of my comfortable night gown into my "First Day of My New School Outfit "(Different versions of an outfit to choose from)
When I looked in the mirror, I felt so pretty .Now,I just need to do my hair!I decided to do (60s Hairstyle) and felt proud of my work.I was just worried about school though..My parents just thought it would be a great idea to make me transfer schools in the MIDDLE of the school year.Oh SHOOT!It's almost 7:50 IM GONNA BE LATE.
Third-Person P.O.V
"Mom!You're gonna drive me to school right?" ,Yelled Y/n with a slight urgency in her voice.
"Yes honey I am.Are you ready?".Y/n's mom said Slightly dragging her words out with no hint of emotion in her voice.
"Yes yes yes!We need to go now if I don't want to be late!"
"Stop hollering in my damn house!You won't be late,im sure of it."
Y/n rushed outside into her mom's car waiting nervously,bouncing her leg to calm herself down.
Y/n's mom walked out of the house smoking a cigarette taking her sweet time walking down to the car.
"Mom,mind if you put a pep in ur step ?I'm gonna be late on my first day." Y/n said with annoyance with a tint of sarcasm.
"Alright ,alright I'm coming damn.Dn't know I raised an impatient brat." Y/n's mom said emphasizing the "A" in brat.
"Whatever.." said Y/n to herself.At school yay!
"Okay Mom , thanks for the ride love you."
Y/N said throwing a little air kiss to her mom.
"You're welcome kiddo.have a fun day!" , said y/n's
Mom before skurrting away in her car definitely going way too over the speed limit in a school
zone.Oh!That's great I am late anyway!Perfect..
Y/n thought to herself in defeat as she walked through the doors of her new Highschool .As much it was embarrassing ,Y/n started to speed walk to her first class to at least not be super late.When she finally reached to her first period class (math) she opened the door and everyone looked at her direction.
Y/n immediately started to sweat just a little bit from the unwanted and humiliating attention.
"Oh,I see you finally decided to join us.You must be Mrs.L/n?" Said her Math teacher with a condescending tone.
"Umm,yes hi... ,Y/n looked at his desk to read Mr.Smith,"..Mr.Smith! Im sorry I was late.It won't happen again!"
"Mhm..have a seat Mrs.Y/n before I mark you absent." How did we just meet and I already don't like you..? Y/n thought.
"Yes sir.."
Y/n looked around and saw only one empty seat in the back of the class and seeing it was my only option.I walked over with peoples' faces still staring hard at me and it was the worst.
I finally reached my seat and I quickly got out my notebook and pencil.I hope tomorrow will be nothing like this.
To be continued?? + To be edited to be faster and better ?
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Practice Stories
FanfictionI am practicing my skills and ideas for writing stories for you.Btw I tried to make it the same style as the book like going into detail about the main characters (Ponyboy / reader)