Y/n is a brilliant young teenager who just moved from Europe to New York City. With no memory of her family and a past wrapped in mystery, she's used to being alone-but never quite like this.
Thanks to her genius-level intellect, she's accepted into...
A/n: Hey guys. I'm back! I had a massive writers block and I couldn't work on this story at all, so I'm sorry that I took more than three months to write and publish this chapter. I promise that I am not giving this up and I will finish this story. This is kinda just a continuation of the lastchapter. The messages of the thirteen days before the first following message will have to be imagined.
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Faith🌻: Guess who's back! Back again. ... Sooo, several things, @Birdbrain🦅 let's create that club. @GeNiUS💡 you can add Rhodes if you need him that bad. The same counts for anyone else. As long as I don't have to be the one explaining, you guys can add as many as you want. And what I almost forgot to mention, there shall be no questions about any names in this chat from new ppl. Also, I had my reasons for not having told you and I promise that I'll tell you them at some point. @Thunder⚡ you can call me whatever you like. Someone seriously needs to teach you guys how to cook (not directed at my favs), Honestly, even I can cook. Yeah, I think that's it? Nvm, King of Poptarts, this is for you
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Okay, now I'm done N/n over and out
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Y/n's POV:
Having written all of that, I turned my phone off and decided to use Nat's TV. I scrolled through Netflix for a while until I just decided to watch my favorite show.
Nat's POV:
After I got Y/n's phone, I left for breakfast. Some kind of tension hung in the air. Well, it's not like anyone was noticeably happy these past weeks, but today it was particularly odd. It's like we all knew that something was different. Although I knew what was different, I hadn't expected anyone else to notice that something was going on. They cannot read me, can they? I tried to keep my face as straight and emotionless as always, but for some reason, it was more difficult than ever.
"Nat, are you alright?" Yelena asked concerned, bringing me out of my thoughts.
"Yeah, of course" was all I managed to reply, trying to get her to leave me be.
She seemed suspicious of me, but didn't ask any further questions. Instead, she silently observed me.
A few minutes later, I excused myself saying I'll bring Y/n her breakfast which I also ended up doing, just not to her room.
Yelena's POV:
Nat acted off today at breakfast and I wanted to find out why. So being the spy I am, I created a plan.
After Nat had left, I brought my dishes away before also leaving the room. All the girls' rooms were in the same floor, so I could technically also be walking to my room.
