Jayden's pov:
Beep, beep, be-
I sit up with a gasp sweat dripping down my back. Another night terror. I had these often, the doctors called it PTSD. Post traumatic stress my ass. I roll my eyes at the idea and wipe the sweat off my brow.
I peel the blankets away from my sticky skin. I stand on my unsteady feet, and take unsure steps twords my my bathroom. I decided to take an everything shower.
Hello. My name is Jayden Lynn and today is my first day in u.a. and I'm in class 1-A. My quick is air manipulation. Anything you can think of when talking about air manipulation, I can do it.
My draw backs. I have asthma, it gets so bad that I have to have an inhaler on me at all times. After rough fights I have to have an assistant breather, like a oxygen tank. It also happenea to effect my mental health... But we don't talk about that. Just know I'm taking medicine, and I'm talking to someone.
I huff as I get out of the shower and get dressed in my uniform. I slip on my green bag and head downstairs. I take my medicines, annoyance flowing threw my system.
I always hated taking pills. Hated how it made me feel unnoraml. Hated how it made me feel numb. Hated how it made me feel like to be ok, I had to take pills. Which the concept is so beyond me that it makes me angry. I try not to think about it to long.
i slip on my shoes and walk out the door, I make sure to be quite as to not wake up my sleeping grandmother. I walk up the steep hill towards the school.
I can't help but be in awe at the sigh of the school as I walk in. As I walk into the school, I realize I have no idea where I'm going. I see a green haired boy with a map and walk up to him. "Hey, could you help me?" I ask politely.
He jumps at the sudden noise, and turn around. "Of course! How can I help" I say a smile growing on his freckles cheeks. "Do you know where class 1-A is?" I ask offering a small smile back to the kind boy. His face lights up. "I'm also in 1-A! I'm izuku midoryia!" He offers a small bow of respect. I nod and bow back. "I'm Jayden, lovely to meet you." With that we start to chat and head towards the classroom using his map.
As we approached the class the yelling gets louder. We enter the class room to see a blue haired man yelling at an angry looking blond. Izuku seemed to freeze at the sight at the blond, or maybe the blue head. Who knew.
"Oi! Stop staring!" Yells the angry blond in my direction. I roll my eyes and walk to my desk, but izuku is still frozen. On e I put my stuff down I walk up to him and tap his shoulder. "You ok midoryia?" I mumble. He jumps at the contact and nods. "I know him her went to my other school" he mumbles and outs his stuff down next to mine.
"Is he strong?" I ask curiously. Izuku nods. "And he knows it too" I turn to shoot a glare at him, but he's already looking at me. I give him a nasty look and he shoots one back. I flip him off. He goes to stand but the teacher walks in. I smirk and sit in my chair, knowing that I have won.
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(Had to re-write this twice because Wattpad is stupid...)
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the battle
FanfictionJayden is a 15 year old girl struggling with mental health. what happens when she runs into an angry blond, and a piece of broccoli? what happens when they both fall for her and cause arguments behind the scenes? stay tuned. (not my art) (fem pov) (...