I nervously tapped my foot on the floor as I sat in the principal's office. The room was very cold and the chair, surprisingly comfortable, but the only thing on my mind was how I was going to get out of this. Tap tap tap as soon as I heard the footsteps I've been dreading for minutes I got chills, it was like the ice bucket challenge all over again. The door slammed open and I immediately put on my poker face. There was no way in hell that I would walk out of this awful school in handcuffs looking like I'm sorry. Because if one thing's for sure, I'm anything but sorry, sorry I got caught, but not sorry for what I did. The principal looked down at me in the chair. I looked up at her with an emotionless look on my face when in reality, I was dying inside. I felt a lecture coming on, I could feel it in my bones, hell, even in my soul. Here it comes in 3 2-. The principal took a deep breath inward, "For the love of all things, this can't be true. Y/n please tell me this is just a joke." The principal was pretty young, I'd say about 30. She had brown hair, blue eyes, and she always wore bright red matte lipstick. She's not that strict, which is one of the reasons why our school was ghetto as hell. I got on her good side, though, just because. She looked like she was going to pull her hair out. "I wish I could save you from this one, really, y/n, but there are just some lines you don't cross." She moaned in agony. I could really tell she was trying hard not to cry or scream or somethings like that. She really loved me. "You were a valedictorian, y/n, a valedictorian! You could have gotten a scholarship! Maybe even gone to a prestigious school overseas!" Now she looked like she was giving birth, it was kind of funny but not really considering the situation I was in.
"Time's up!" The officer said. I got up from the chair and walked over to him, my principal on the verge of tears. He took out his handcuffs and locked them around my wrists. It took a little bit of time for it to sink in. I just got arrested, I just ruined my future. After the idea took hold of my mind, all I could do was keep that blank expression on my face. I ruined my life, but I didn't really care, I wasn't sorry for what I did, just sorry I got caught.
*Time skip*
We arrived at the station and the officer led me to a chair where I would wait to discuss important matters. My mind was all over the place.. Then my mom showed up.. It's going down. She sat down angrily and glared at me as if I just slapped her. She mouthed the word, "Why?" to herself a million times. It felt like I was gonna go crazy. "I can't do this anymore." She said to me. I responded to her with nothing but a puzzled look on my face, not like I care what she thinks anyway. She turned around and made a phone call.A few minutes later a man walked in. His appearance, indescribable. His personality, not understandable. The only thing I can tell you about this guy is that he's fucking terrifying and he wears a lot of pink and purple. Now I really wanted to cry. He walked in and sat down next to me, he placed his hand on my knee. I shivered, "Hi, uncle Mephisto." I said quietly. "I-I really screwed up." I started to cry, "I wish I could get another chance but it's over now.." I sob. Now, let me tell you something about me. I'm quite the actress, usually, I wouldn't give a damn about whether I go to jail for life or not, but here's the thing. Mephisto is filthy rich. And he happens to be one of our many family friends. What do I see in him? A bunch of opportunities that I can benefit from, maybe I can even study abroad if he pays the fees.
"Sweetheart, it's alright, you can get a second chance." He says in a cheerful voice. "I payed the bail fee, so you can walk out of here a free lady." He grinned. Oh yes, it's all coming together, I'm gonna go back to school, take over the valedictorian status, and study abroad at a hella expensive school. "But there's a catch," He continued, "you have to attend True Cross Academy." Huh? What? WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL?! I wanted to scream.
"But, uncle, why me?" I asked acting all innocent and confused. Transferring would ruin me, my valedictorian status would be gone. Plus, why are they making me go to True Cross Academy. Gross. It's like a mixture of preppy and over religious, I would never in a million years!
"Oh please don't play dumb, child." He said in an overly intimidating tone. "I know everything about you, and I would love to sit here and argue but I have things to take care of. There's a limo waiting in the parking lot, you're going to get inside and shut your mouth until we get to the school." Woah, Mephisto just told me to shut my mouth, scary.
Curiosity was biting me like a bunch of fleas on a cat, but I managed to keep quiet and follow his orders. My mom had already left, but whatever.
We finally arrived at the school and I was so tired. But then it hit me hard, like a baseball bat to the face. This place was huge it was like a city! I looked around in awe, why me? Why did he bring me here? I looked at him with my eyes still wide. "So big.." I said without thinking.
"Come with me, child," he said, "I'll show you your dorm." I was so excited, this was exactly what I wanted. A life with glitz and glam, just like in the movies!
What is this? The dorm was gross, there was moss growing on the sides of the walls, green ivy was everywhere. I hated it. I really did, but I was feeling something in here.. I can't put my finger on it but it seemed like I was at home, it felt like a place where I could be more comfortable than the home I actually live in. I looked around and started to adjust. "I like it," I said with a smile on my face.
"That's a first." I heard someone say from down the hall behind me. I turned around to see a boy, he was tall, had blue eyes, glasses, and the cutest moles. I could feel myself melting a little bit.. When he smiled at me, OMG, I died!! He was so.. Freaking.. Cute.. I started to blush like mad.
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The Lone Exorcist (Rin x Yukio x reader)
FanfictionShe's quiet, but also really pretty. Most people don't understand how someone so beautiful doesn't have any friends. Y/n.. silent, skillful, beautiful, but most of all.. a mystery. Warning: this story is NOT for young audiences there are references...