"Beep! Beep! Beep!" My alarm clock says, screaming it's classic ring though my head.
"Mmm...." I scrunch up my face, not wanting to get up.
"Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!" It screams some more.
"Gahhhh!" I smack it with my hand, and it falls off my bed side table.
"Beep!" It says once again.
"Seriously?!" I shout.
"Y/n. Sweetheart, can you please turn off your alarm! I'm trying to make breakfast!" My mom screams from downstairs.
"Nnnnnnn..." I get up from my bed, and pick up my alarm clock. Then, I turn off the constant reminder to get up.
I glance down at my pjs. F/c <insert shorts and shirt, nightgown, etc.. Here>.. I shrug. Then, it hits me..
Today's the first day of Highschool!! My eyes widen, and I look over at my closet. All my clothes, neat and tidy.
What am I gonna wear?! I forgot to pick out an outfit yesterday!! Oh, crap! I run over to my closet, and arrange through all the hangers, looking for the perfect outfit to wear to school.
Finally, I come across a cute f/c <dress, pants and shirt, blah blah blah, so on!>. I take it out, and put the hanger back into my closet. Quickly, I change into it.
I glance in the mirror. Hair... Oh my god.. My hair... In the mirror, my hair is everywhere.
I sigh, and grab my brush. I quickly, glide it though my hair. Then, I make a cute little braid in the side of my hair. I clip it to the side.
Then, I grab my purse, phone, and other important things.
"Y/n!! Breakfast is ready!" My mom calls from downstairs.
"Coming!! I just have to brush my teeth!" I scream down the stairs.
"Okay, sweetheart! Hurry, I don't want your food getting cold, on you!" She replies.
"Will do!" I race to the bathroom, and brush my teeth quickly. The mintyness exploding through my mouth. I rinse and spit, then run down the stairs, almost tripping and falling on my face. I run over to the kitchen, and sit on one of our bar stools right beside the stove. "Morning, mom."I say, nice and cheery.
"Good morning, sweetheart!" She smiles at me, spatula in hand.
"Smells good." I say, looking over at the pan full of pancakes and bacon.
Mom giggles. "Hope so."
My face darkens a bit. "I'm really gonna miss Emma joining us for breakfast..." Emma was my best friend, from where we used to live. Best friend doesn't even describe our relationship. She was like the sister I never had.. Now, we had to move.. For mom's job.. She always seems so happy.. But I feel like dad's death has really affected her..
"I know... I'm sorry.." I see a reveal of sadness in her eyes, but it quickly flashes away. "Don't worry.. You'll make new friends at school." She smiles.
"Yeah..." I trail off.
Mom grabs two plates, and scoops two pancakes onto each. Then, she adds two pieces of bacon to each plate, as well. She passes me one.
"Thanks..." I smile, and take the plate, setting it down in front of me.
Mom comes and sits next to me. We both begin eating. Basically, in silence.
After a while, mom checks her watch.
"Oh no!" She says, eyes widening. "I'm gonna be late to work! Will you be okay walking to school alone?" She asks, worried.
"Mom... I'll be fine. You can't walk me to school." I giggle.
"Right.. Right.." She nods, then kisses my head. "Well, I'll see you when I get home. I should be back around 7 or 8. Love you, sweetheart."
"Love you." I reply.
With that, she races out of the house. I look down at my food, and poke it with my fork. I wasn't feeling very hungry anymore. I picked up my plate, and mom's as well. I brought them over to the sink, and set them in there. I'd wash them later.. Hopefully.
I quickly run, and grab my backpack, and slip on some <flats, sneakers, etc>.
I check my phone and see the time is 7:01 a.m.
Time to head to school... I think to myself. I open the front door, and close it shut behind me. I begin the walk to school.
The walk takes about five minutes, or so. It isn't to bad, I'd say. I grip the straps of my backpack, and walk at a steady pace. I hear footsteps behind me. Turning, I see a brunette with icy blue eyes. Cute is all I can think. I smile back at him.
He waves. "Morning." He walks up next to me.
"Morning." I return.
"I don't believe I've seen you around.. I'm Laurance." He grins.
"Y/n. I just moved into town." I state.
"Ah. Are you heading to Phoenix Drop High, as well?" He asks me, his grin turning to a smile.
"As a matter of fact.. I am." I say.
"Oh, cool. Me too. So..." He pauses. "I'll see you there then." His smile returns to a grin.
"Mm." I nod. "Yep. Who do you have for homeroom?" I ask.
"Oh. Mr.Roderstein." Laurance replies, seeming to be annoyed with the teacher.
I glance at my schedule. "Me too!" I smile up at him.
"Oh, cool! I'll see you there then." He winks.
"Haha, yeah." I giggle.
"Anyways, need someone to accompany you to school?" He lifts an eyebrow.
I laugh. He was sort of adorable. "Sure."
"Nice. Oh, but I have to wait for my friend. Garroth. He should be coming any--" Before Laurance could finish, someone walks over. He had sandy blonde hair, and dazzling blue eyes.
"Hey, Laurance." The man says. I'm guessing he was Garroth.
"Oh, sup Garroth." Laurance laughs.
Garroth glances over at me, and gives a friendly wave. "Oh, hey!"
I smile. "Hello!"
"Garroth, this is F/n. She'll be walking with us to school today." Laurance smiles at me.
"Oh, cool!!" Garroth says.
"Well, we'd better get going, or we'll be late." Laurance points out.
I nod. "Right."
We start walking. It was cool. I didn't even start school yet, but I'd made two friends.
We talked the whole way there. I found out Garroth would also be in our homeroom. And all of our schedules were basically the same. Now I have somewhere to sit at lunch, which is great!
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HighSchool | Aphmau Fanfiction
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