Dom Billie
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It was another of high school. The bell rang, signaling the start of Chemistry class, and Y/N hurried to her seat, adjusting her glasses as she settled in. Ms. Thompson, their energetic and somewhat unpredictable Chemistry teacher, stood at the front of the room with a list in her hand.
"Alright, class, listen up," Ms. Thompson called out. "We're starting a new project today, and I've already partnered you all up."
Y/N felt a twinge of nervousness. She wasn't particularly fond of group projects, preferring to work alone where she could control every aspect. She focused her attention on her notebook, doodling distractedly. The room buzzed with anticipation as students exchanged glances, wondering who they would be paired with.
"Billie, you'll be working with Y/N," Ms. Thompson announced.
Y/N's head shot up. Billie Eilish? The Billie Eilish? The girl everyone wanted to be friends with? Y/N glanced over at Billie, who was lounging at the back of the classroom, looking as laid-back as ever. Their eyes met for a brief moment, and Billie gave a small, almost unnoticeable nod. Y/N's heart raced, she had never really talked to Billie before, and now they were going to have to work closely together.
As the class ended, Y/N gathered her books and walked over to Billie, trying to suppress the butterflies in her stomach.
"Hey, looks like we're partners," Y/N said, trying to keep her voice steady.
"Yeah, should be interesting," Billie replied with a smirk, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "Do you have any ideas on where we should start?"
"Well, I was thinking we could meet at the library. It's quiet and we won't get distracted," Y/N suggested, her voice gaining confidence.
Billie raised an eyebrow, considering the idea. "The one on Elm Street? Sure, that works for me. How about we meet there at 4?"
"Sounds good," Y/N nodded, a small smile forming on her lips.
Y/N arrived at the library a few minutes before 4, only to find it closed. She checked her phone and saw a text from Billie: "Library's closed. Wanna come to my place instead? My parents aren't home."
Y/N hesitated for a moment, her mind racing with possibilities, before replying, "Okay, see you in a few."
Walking up to Billie's house, Y/N felt a mix of excitement and anxiety. She had never been inside Billie's house before, let alone hung out with her outside of school. Billie opened the door before Y/N could even knock.
"Hey, come on in," Billie greeted her with a warm smile, holding the door open wider.
Y/N stepped inside, taking in the cozy living room. The walls were adorned with eclectic art and photos, giving the space a personal touch. Billie led her to the kitchen table, where they spread out their notes and textbooks, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee filling the air.
They worked in comfortable silence for a while, occasionally discussing the project details. Billie's sharp mind and quick wit made the work enjoyable, and Y/N found herself relaxing more with each passing minute. After an hour or so, they took a break, sipping on sodas Billie had grabbed from the fridge.
"So, ever been in a relationship?" Billie said, breaking the silence, her tone casual yet curious.
Y/N blushed slightly, looking down at her soda can. "I've only been in one. It was...nice, but it didn't last long. What about you?"
Billie sighed, looking down at her own soda can as if it held the answers to the universe. "I've been in a few. None of them really lasted long either."
                                      
                                   
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