It had been 4 days and my room was slowly coming together i guess, the walls were white with posters all over them (they were mainly band posters but there were some tv show and film posters like Brooklyn nine-nine and Avengers infinity war) my double bed had pillows scattered all over it and light purple sheets, i had a window in the slanted roof - where my desk was sat underneath. My room was huge, bigger than my one back home, which was handy because i have a lot of clothes! I pulled my record player out of my box and played Rex Orange County's album Apricot princess at full volume whilst i laid in bed. "Y/N COME DOWN STAIRSSS" my dad screamed angrily, "oh shit.." I muttered, as i turned off my music and ran down two flights of stairs. I sat awkwardly on a unpacked box in our living room and slapped my knees "soooo... Wassup?" , my dad rolled his eyes at me and nudged my mum. "School starts tomorrow" my mum stated, my jaw dropped and i began to find it hard to breathe, i got up and ran to my room slamming the door behind me. Why would they do this? They know what happened in my last school! With the stress!!! They said they would homeschool me!!! Tears began to roll down my cheeks , I wrapped a fluffy blanket around my shoulders and let myself cry until i had no energy left and went back downstairs. My mum and Dad had left a note stuck on the door...
We have gone shopping for your favourite dinner, we hope you have forgiven us <3 love Mum and Dad xxx
I groaned and dragged my feet towards the fridge, i poured my self a tall glass of orange juice , made myself a sandwich and clambered back up the stairs to my room. I opened my laptop and put on Emma Chamberlain, her thrifting vlogs got me thinking, are there thrift stores in Canada??? There arent any in England and ive been dyinggggg to go to one!!! I have to remember to ask later! Suddenly i snapped back to reality and remembered school tomorrow, the new kid?! Ugh. I decided to pick out my outfit- that will decide my fate at this school- today instead tomorrow so i dont get stressed.
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I decided that i would wear some light makeup tomorrow just so i would look half decent on my first day, i laid the outfit neatly by the side of my bed on the floor and flopped back on my bed. What to do, what to do?? Films!!!! I quickly deleted the youtube tab and went on now movies, all my friends had been telling me to watch IT for the lloonnggeesstt time and i usually cba with films but fuck it what do i have to loose?
Time skip 3 hours
Woah that film was actually really good (i mean apart from the jump scares) it wasnt that scary but the story line was really good and i lovedddd the characters. Richie was my favourite his jokes were hilarious, i wanna be more like him and not give a fuck. I CAN BE!! Its a new school tomorrow i can be whoever i wanna be, i dont wanna be scared of the lairy people this time i wanna stand up to them and flip off teachers who are rude!!! This years gonna be sick!
Time skip to the next day
RINGGGGG RINGGGGG RINGGGGG "Y/N!!!! GET YOUR ASS OUT OF BED YOU'RE GONNA BE LATE" my dad shouted in my ear, i jumped up, quickly got into my outfit ,ran downstairs and made my self a bowl of cereal. My bag was already packed with a pen, pencil, calculator, my lunch and phone, I decided get my skateboard and ride that to school because even though i could do literally the bare minimum on it, it would look cool so why not? "BYE MUM BYE DAD LOVE YOU BYEE!" I shouted as i closed the front door behind me. I had been been on my skateboard for about 15 minutes and i had kinda zoned out... "WOAH!!!" I heard a deep voice scream, i looked up and suddenly i was on the floor, "shit, what the fuck just happened?" I muttered to myself, as a hand pulled me off the floor, "i was just about to say the same thing" the person laughed. I assumed they were a man/boy since there hands were quite big and their voice was deep, i rubbed my eyes and looked at the person i had just body slammed into, holy shitt... It was Finn fucking Wolfhard. I went bright red and dusted myself off, picking my ear phones off the floor, "Are you part of the family that just moved in?" He asked politely, i nodded, "ummmm i b-better be going to school, i-it was nice meeting you" i picked my skateboard up and and was started walking away. "Wait me too, we can go together, i can show you around and shit" he smiled and picked my bag off the floor for me, god damn he is cute, "u-h okay sure" i replied, still bright red.
Btw y/n in this has anxiety, NO im not trying to romanticise mental illnesses trust me!! As a writer i find it easier to write how i would react in the scenarios, to make it more realistic, and as i have anxiety most of my reactions to affection and social situations are basically feeling awkward and scared, but in this story y/n will try to overcome her anxiety as the story goes on. If your a fan of Finn you will also know Finn has anxiety which i will try and incorporate into it because it will make the story more realistic.
