As soon as I got home I saw that someone had texted me, but I ignored it. First of all, I had to go to my mom.
"Mamma!" I screamed.
"Over here." She replied screaming from the living room. We said our hellos and she signaled for me to sit. "So, how was your day?"
"It was way better than I expected it to be." And so I went on rambling about my entire day to her. I talked about the classes, and much more about Rory, and I mentioned how Tristan was picking on me.
"Hm, I think I know someone named Tristan, but I can't recall who that is... Never mind, I'm so glad your day went well!" My mom said excitedly, it was a victory for both of us.
"I have a lot to catch up on and it'll be exhausting but knowing that this is the way to achieve my dream makes it all rewarding." I said smiling.
I left and went to my bedroom to take a shower, before I got in I checked my phone and saw a message.
My night went on pretty fast, I was so tired I did everything mechanically, I showered, had dinner, and started studying but before I saw it I was passed out on my bed.
Tuesday 6:30 am
"Ughhhhh" I wake up groaning as I turn my alarm clock off. I got out of bed looking like a zombie, so I did my hair and changed clothes.
I barely talked during breakfast, I just drank my coffee and ate my yogurt quietly. Dad was talking about this weekend's Grand Prix, which was going to be in Qatar and he went on about how he was worried about the tire changes. I went back upstairs to do my makeup and that was when I in fact woke up and got excited to go to school again. I put Mr. Remmy's english folder back in my backpack and I made my way to school.
When arriving I saw Rory getting out of the bus and making her way to the school, I think it would be better if I rode us both to her house, but I'm still skeptical about it. I got out of the car and headed to school, meanwhile, I texted my mom about the study session at Rory's house, and lucky me, she allowed me to go.
"Hey, Y/n!" I looked around and saw Rory waving at me.
"Hi Rory, how are you doing today?"
"I'm so tired, you might have an idea." She said while leading the way.
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Can I be honest? - Tristan Dugray X reader
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