Narrator POV:
"Mom! I'm going to school now." You gradually made your way to the main house door as you grabbed hold of your new backpack you had just bought the other day.
(Italics: your POV)
I wonder who I'll meet there. Ugh this bag is so heavy, why so many books?You sat down on a cold wooden bench near a bus sign. You looked and admired the beautiful skies as you heard a loud noise come close to you. There you saw your school bus, which had a navy blue banner on the side, that was labeled, "School of Arts and Music." You hastily sat up and walked in your new uniform, onto the bus.
As you entered the pale bus, the first things that caught your eyes were the walls, they were painted a light beige color, which went along with the white comforter bus chairs. You noticed everyone was staring.
"Hey, kid, mind sitting? I can't start this bus if ya don't sit." The obese bus driver taunted.
Your cheeks and ears turned red as you walked down the black carpet that led to the bus chairs on the side. There were two chairs side by side, and a row of the same chairs all the way down to the back of the bus. As you passed the first row of two chairs, you noticed some girls whispering and giggling behind you.
Why are they laughing at me? I didn't do anything.... yet.
Once you were near the end of the bus, you fell over, which made all of your books from your new backpack fall out, tearing the fabric. Everyone laughed. You turned around and saw a girl out back her foot away from the carpet. Your face turned red and you became angry, but you restrained.
Oh gosh, everyone's laughing.
A girl walked over to you from the back of the bus and helped you put back your books into your ruined backpack.
"I'm so sorry your bag ripped, here," she handed you your pencil case, "the people in this school can be really rude, but don't worry, they're not even smart." You smiled a bit. "So what's your name? I'm Park Yungso, but you can call me Yung.""I'm Y/N, nice to meet you."
"Hey, nice name, anyways, I gotta get back to my friend, she doesn't like waiting for me." Yung walked back to her seat and started chatting with her friend.
My backpack is ruined! Meanwhile, I still have no where to sit, might as well on the floor.
You sat on the floor for a quick couple seconds until you got up and made your way to an empty seat.
First day of high school and I've already ruined it. I can't do this. I've been homeschooled my whole entire life and now I'm randomly starting high school now! My parents made a huge mistake. I should've stayed homeschooled.
JUST TO CLARIFY, YOU ARE A SENIOR IN HIGH-SCHOOL AND YOU HAVE NEVER BEEN IN AN ACTUAL SCHOOL AND HAVE ALWAYS BEEN HOME SCHOOLED :)
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highschool. (BTS FANFIC, MAKNAE LINE, smut) 💞
FanfictionBTS fanfic, only includes maknae line Setting in high school Y/N: your name (WARNING!! SOME SMUT MATERIAL) Hopefully you guys will enjoy this fan fiction!! Good luck!!