Great! Just great! You thought to yourself as you drive up to your new house.
Your parents were forcing you to move. Though you protested repeatedly, they insisted on ignoring you and made you move away from your friends and your school and the whole life you knew.
You exited the car with a loud slam of the door. You heard you mother sigh as you got your bags off of the top of the car. Slinging two bags over each of your shoulders you trudged up to the porch. Throwing the bags onto the porch you walked into the house.
You looked around the somewhat familiar surroundings. You'd been here a few times, but you didn't like it much. It was a small house in a small neighborhood. Two floors, upstairs and bottom. Your room was upstairs along with your parents. Being an only child, the house was very quiet. Sometimes you wished it were at least a little loud!
Dragging the bags from the porch, up the stairs, and into your empty room, you sighed a big, heavy sigh. You began humming the song fix you by Coldplay. You stepped outside and took in your new neighborhood. Then you let out a depressed whine sound.
"Oh come on [f/n]. It isn't that bad." Your father said, patting you on the head. "I know. It's just....New." you replied. "That's the spirit!" Your mother chimed in, "a new beginning!" She said happily.
You were jealous of your mother's enthusiasm. You wished you could be happy about being here, it was a nice little place, Maria was. But still, it was thousands of miles away from all your friends.
~time skips to dinner because I'm too lazy to do the rest of the day~
"So honey," your mother began. She was sitting next to you and your father across from you. "School starts tomorrow." She said, trying to sound enthusiastic. You just nod and shove your face with bread.
"Don't be upset." Your father said. You just stare at your full plate. Then you stand up, set the plate into the sink and walk upstairs, closing the door with a SLAM.
You flop on the bed, set your alarm for school and pass out on the bed.
~Time skip~
*RINNNNGGGG RINNNNNGGG*
Your alarm clock screamed. You fell out of your bed, scared to death. Growling, you punched the alarm clock. "YOU AWAKE SWEETIE??!!!" Your mother called up the stairs. "Yeah!" You called back, scrambling through your bags for a decent pair of clothes.
You chose black jeans, Black Butler shirt, and black converse. Looks like we're going goth today. Though that's not me but, meh. You walked downstairs to find your mother setting plates on the table. "Your father already went to work. So it's just you and me for now." She said. It was 7:15. You had to leave for school at 7:30 because you were gonna walk there.
You ate you're pancakes, grabbed your backpack, and set off for school. You took a deep breath of air, taking in the smell of outdoors. It is nice here... You thought.
You arrived at school 5 minutes later. ((You don't live far from school)) Walking in, you walked to your new locker. Then you tried to find your classes. You found math, English, and all your other classes except chemistry.
You spotted someone and decide to ask them if they could help. You walked up to the person. All you could see what that they had blond hair that went down to their chin.
"H-Hello?" You said, tapping the strangers shoulder. He turned around. Wow... this person is actually pretty....cute.... You thought, seeing that he had beautiful blue eyes, silky blond hair.
"Can I help you?" He asked. Your heart skipped a beat at hearing his voice. "I-I-I-I can't f-find my chemistry c-c-class." You studdered, you silently cursed yourself for doing so. "Oh, I can help with that!" He said, holding out his hand for the schedule. You handed it to him. "Oh! I know! Follow me!" He said guiding you. Then he stopped.
"Hey! It looks like we have the same chemistry class together!" He smiled. You blushed. "I'm Armin Arlert, by the way" he said. "Oh, I'm [f/n] [l/n]." You said shyly.
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Him | Armin x Reader
RandomYou just moved into a new town. You're upset because everything you had was there. You drag on through life, feeling like there's no reason in living. And before you end that terrible life you meet someone.
