'Fwends' again? - Part 5

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*Y/N's POV*

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I woke up to the annoyance of my alarm clock, I reach over and turn it off. I gaze at the time, school starts at 9 and it's 8:05 now. I looked at my phone to see Michael had sent me a good morning message.

Michael
Good morningggg :-P

I giggle at the sticking out tounge and reply back to him.

Y/N
Good morning back to you! \(•.•)/

I walk over to my closet and pick out an outfit, I pick out a (your favourite band) shirt with a black hoodie and some black ripped jeans.

I head towards the bathroom and proceed to brush my teeth and wash my face with soap which specifically reduces spots, it doesn't really work but I still use it anyways, it smells like lavender and keeps me fresh.

I rush downstairs and grab a pre-made crepe and throw it a microwave. (A/N you know a french pancake? idk if that's how you spel crepe).

"You're not supposed to do that" Evan gently spoke to me as he watched me from the hallway. I turn towards him and sit a chair beside the table.

"It's how I like it, Evan" I tell him with pride and turn away. I heard him walk behind me and I grip my eyes tight for a second and open them just as he comes around to the front of me.

"You still mad?" He pulls a chair beside me and stares at me, "I would still be mad at your-"

"Shut up, Evan, I don't wanna talk about it. Anyways my crepe is done." I retrieve my crepe and head towards the door. "Oh by the way I still need a house key" I hear Evan sigh.

"I'm leaving later with Connor, I'll lock the door then. I'll see you around school, Y/N" He rushes me out the door and to my suprise I see Michael. I begin to light jog towards his car.

I lift my hands in the air as if to shrug at him and ask why he was here. He tells me to jump in the car since he is taking me to school.

"I don't remember agreeing to getting a ride" I laugh as I shut the car door once getting inside, I also hear Michael laugh.

"What can I say? I'm just a kind person but yeah I couldn't remember if I told you I would pick you up but yeah we need to collect Jeremy as well" He starts the engine back up and continues to laugh, "that's if he isn't a mood with me still." I didn't quite hear the last part as it was mumbled but I didn't question since I didn't want him to repeat himself.

"To Jeremy's house!" I say and I fasten the seatbelt.

*Short time jump*

We arrive at Jeremy's house and I jump out of the car and knock on the door, a man answers the door with a robe on and a shirt and I presume no pants due to his lower legs at the bottom of the robe being bare.

"Uhh is Jeremy still home?" I ask cautiously and turn away from the man.

"Jeremy! Someone is here for you! Who are you again, I don't think I've ever met you." He asks politely.

"Oh sorry, F/N, F/N L/N! I've just moved to the school and I'm friends with Michael and Jeremy, they're giving me a ride." I tell him as I wait for Jeremy.

"Just call me Mr Heere, Y/N" I nod and take a step backwards. I hear heavy steps running down a pair of stairs.

"God, dad, when I get home please.. have pants on!" He races past his dad. "Hey, Y/N, how's your morning?"

"I guess it's okay, nothing too dramatic so far" we both laugh as we head towards Michael's car. I open the passenger seat door and hop in, Jeremy stood there for a second and looked as if he went to say something but he opened the back door and stumbled in. "I'm sorry, Jeremy, did I take your seat?"

"Yeah, no, it's nobody's seat. Enjoy the view!" He says with a forced laugh, I just act as if I thought it was genuine so I just smile back at him.

"Okayyyy let's break the akward tension of seats and play some music!" Michael reaches for the glove box and puts a Bob Marley CD inside and starts to jiggle in his seat to the beat. I see Jeremy start to dance also and so do I.

We all laugh and start the car to begin driving to school. By now it was 8:48 since we were all hanging about in the car doing nothing and we finally reach the dreaded high school we all know a hate.

Michael parks the car in a corner and we walk in a line of three formation whilst talking about random video games we found. We stood out from everyone else because in a way we were loud, every other time we are quiet- example; in class and in the cafeteria.

"So Jeremy.. You still mad at me for leaving you?" Michael asked Jeremy in the most akward tone ever.

"I can't stay mad at your forever, Michael, I'm over it!" It was nice to see them make up like that, they're obviously so close.

"So I'm still your favouwite person?" Michael teasingly said to Jeremy with his puppy eyes behind his glasses. I begin to laugh at how stupid he looks whilst doing it.

"Yeah we're never not gonna be a team!" Jeremy nudged his arm and they both stumbled into me. I stared into Michael's eyes after he done his puppy eyes to Jeremy, it was adorable. I hope I can be as close as that to them both someday.

All of a sudden whilst walking down the school drive we hear blasting pop music and a fancy car drive past, it's the Heathers of course. They all step out of the car with Ram and Kurt. Another fancy car follows them and parks beside them, it's Chloe, Brooke and Christine. They all meet up together and walk along side each other. Ram grabs Heather Duke by the waist and doesn't let go, I'm so glad I'm not part of them.

Chloe and Brooke all turn their nose up at us and look disgusted at us, Michael folded his arms and stood there, Jeremy started to straighten his top as soon as he saw Christine and attempted to look presentable- she doesn't notice him of course.

But before Chloe and the small gang walked past the Heathers (plus Ram and Kurt) they all spat their chewing gum at our feet, about a foot in front of us. I just sigh and take a step back.

"Christine looked at me, Michael, don't say I'm not improving!" Jeremy excitedly spoke and he shook Michael's arm. Me and Michael just laughed at each other. "I'm getting better!" Michael just slowly nodded his head in hips to convince him that he is doing fine.

I've been here two days and I'm already not liked by the queen bitches, and the man whores themselves.

word count: 1222 words

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