water. // lance mcclain x reader [complete.]

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You weren't sure how to feel. You had spent most of your life in Altea Hills, but left when the incident happened. So you didn't know how you were supposed to feel towards going back. You had friends here, and you didn't understand why your parents were saying you should be more social.

So that's why you were standing in the meadow. You had biked from your house to here when your parents told you the news. You didn't get it. You had plans for the summer. You had ideas for what to do. You had a life, but its not like you could tell your parents to leave you alone when they already bought your ticket. 

You were scheduled to leave tomorrow afternoon and arrive late at night. In reality you should be packing right now, but you were just in a state of shock. Grabbing your phone, you felt the wind flow through your hair and through the glass below your feet. Typing your pin in, it made a little 'ding' noise as it went to the home screen.

Glancing at the screen, you frowned. It was a picture of you and your friends here, all wearing your favorite character T-Shirts from your favorite TV show. It was planned for you all to go all out and make a professional cosplay then go to a con, but that was now all in the trash. You tapped the gallery app, before going all the way back to your oldest photos. 

Seeing the photo you were looking for, you tapped on it. It was two young teenagers sitting next to each other at a house. Your old house to be exact. You zoomed in on your face, your smile. Sighing, you zoomed in of the face next to you: Lance Mcclain. Your childhood friend who was the cause of the incident. No, you shook your head, he didn't do it. It just... happened.

It wasn't his fault. Taking a deep breath you exited the gallery app before clicking on the call button. Finding who you were looking for, you clicked their icon before strapping your helmet. 

"Hey, (Y/N)...?"
"Yeah, its (Y/N). Sorry (B/F/N) but plans changed. I'm going to Altea Hills for the summer."

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You finally got home and parked your bike in the garage. Rushing in your room, you put a random radio station on and it started playing something. (Play music rn if ya want, you don't need to though) You started grabbing random clothes and stuffing them in your suitcase. You went into the bathroom and grabbed a toothbrush and toothpaste. Than you started grabbing accessories.

Attempting to close your bag, you sat on it and it took you multiple times to close it. Wiping some sweat off your head, you grabbed another bag which would hold all your belongings on the plane. Such as your phone, phone charger, headphones, all that jazz. Stretching a bit you yawned but continued to pack. 

You were about to add your backpack to your pile of things to take, when you realized school was over. Rolling your eyes, you finally decided it was time to get some rest. 

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When you woke up, you groaned before realizing the time. 11:08. GOSH, DANG IT!  You yelled in your mind. You quickly rushed out of bed, took a shower, changed then grabbed your bags. Running over to see your parents you quickly said, "Hi! Good morning! Why didn't you wake me earlier?! Anyways, I'm just gonna get my ticket. Bye! Love you!" You grabbed your ticket before running out of the house.

Realizing the time was 11:32, you knew you couldn't run to the airport in time. You decided to call your friend and luckily they picked up and complied to your request. When you reached it, you slammed the door shut not before yelling, "I love you so much, thank you!" to your friend and saw he time was 11:46. Running through the doors, it was as if you were in a track competition. 

When you got to your flight you sighed happily as you sat down. About to watch a movie, you took your headphones out of your bag when you felt your seat be kicked. Thinking it was just an accident, you let it go when your seat was kicked once again. After it had happened about five times, you turned around and saw a little toddler swinging his legs around, hitting your seat. 

Sighing softly, you realized this wasn't going to be a relaxing flight.