It's 1980 and the world is changing.
Fashion, music, technology and love.
Two normal teenagers meet when one gets lost in their new town and ends up bumping into the other when they are trying to make their way home.
But what will happen when the tw...
The sun shone through the window next to my warm bed, creating a yellow glow to radiate around the room. I found it easy to get out of bed, because i was not only warm but i was ready, ready to be seen as someone new. Not the 15 year old who doesn't speak to anyone but her best friend and all she does is reads. Not this time. This time was going to be good. I walked over to my clothes pile and started to get ready, I also packed my bag with the essentials.
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the tie for this school was really weird but whatever, I also slipped on vans with a matching jacket, making my tie and skirt as short as possible.
Getting told off was not a worry this year, all i needed was to focus in school, no matter what distractions. "(y/n), come and get breakfast" My dad called eagerly from downstairs, the reason we moved was so cliché, my dad had a new job and we moved with him. My brother didn't come, he had a house back in our home town. "Coming!" I lied, moving over to my dressing table to do my minimal makeup. I lightly filled in my brows and put on some mascara, and even though i needed concealer, my dad was still shouting at me from downstairs. "(y/n)!!" He yelled. "For fucks sake." I said only audible to anyone in ear shot. "I said im coming!!" I yelled back. Eventually I grabbed my bag, coat, shoes and walkman before getting downstairs. "Pull your skirt down please." My mum challenged me as i sat down about to put my music on. "And i don't know how many times i have to tell you, no music at the dining table" My dad remarked as he removed my headphones. "You do know the way to your new school, dont you?" My mum said as we sat with breakfast. "Yeah, dont worry." I smiled and began to eat. "I think your brother wants to come and visit and see if he can stay for a while." My dad said, I felt a smile grow on my face, I missed him and if he was coming to stay I couldn't wait. "Really?" I grinned as I stood up and placed my plate on the counter. "Supposedly" my mum murmured.
My parents never got on with my older brother, they never thought he was living a good lifestyle. I loved him, he was like my dad, my parents never really cared about me. If i did one thing wrong they would find out and scrutinize me until i did something else wrong. They let me go where i wanted, but they had to approve, otherwise i would be most likely banned from social interaction. Yet they never dared to do any of that when my brother was here, they were scared of him in a way, scared he would take me away like i wanted. I rolled my eyes at my mums mere attempt to be optimistic about him.
I pressed play on my Walkman and tapped my fingers on my side along to the beat of the song 'crazy little thing called love' by Queen. I smiled to myself as i looked at the natural area, the small post office, the green leaves that danced in a beautiful synchronisation. I looked up however and saw it. The tall building that was being filled by an overflow of stidents my age and younger, i never even considered the idea of Dan attending here, but here we are. I walked through the main doors and saw the sign that read 'reception' above a desk with a plump women perched behind it. "Uhhh...Hi could you maybe tell me where to go, this is my first day." I smiled and tried to act confident even though I wanted to die in a hole. "Ahhh, are you (y/n)?" she pondered, looking at some paper. "yup." I smiled, flattening my lips. "Follow me please" she said standing up, leading tge way down colourful corridors. "here you are in here." She opened the door to reveal a class that were staring right at me and a teacher who smiled creepily. "Hello, are you (y/n)" He asked kindly. "Urm, yeah" I smiled back and then turned around to the class and saw a familiar pair of dimples, lips and eyes that illuminated the room. I tried not to stare, but my teacher clearly saw and told me to sit next to him, as I was seated with the class still starting, my teacher introduced himself and i now knew him as 'Mr Thomas'. He seemed alright, that is until he made me stang up in front of my form and introduce myself. "erm, hi? I'm (y/n), im 15 and im originally from (h/t) (home town) but i had to move here for my dads job, i also have a 19 year old brother.." I said like a question. I sat back down next to Dan and the girl next to us looked me up and down. "Nice kicks, lame bitch" she sneered to her friends, who giggled. "I-" I was going to retaliate, but i decided that wouldn't be the best choice, i was new, she was probably history. "Ignore them, they have no taste" Dan murmured as sirs voice became a blur in the background when i focused on his resting face, he acted as if he had done this before, i liked him. "Whats good taste?" I mocked, winking. "You listen to Bowie?" He gestured to the headphones hanging out of my checkered coat pocket, I pulled out 'the best of bowie' tape and he took it, as if to inspect it, he nodded in an impressed way. "Not every girl listens to fucking pop music" I laughed frowning. He smiled and gave me paper with 'write down your style' scribbled messily ay the top.
rock.
I wrote neatly underneath. "Thats neat" he smiled and then reached into his pocket to reveal a new tape. "Try these" He placed it into my bag and walked out of the room along to the chiming of the bell.
I didn't really do much all day but instead i was shown around the school until i had a brief breakdown of what was expected of a top set student, i didnt see Dan all day, but that was fine, i was just eager to get home and see my brother.
"Bye then?" A familiar voice said questioningly behiind me as i was about to step through the door of my house. I turned and saw dan smiling at me and pointed out the tape i was holding, it was Depeche Mode. "Yeah, they're pretty cool. Give them a listen." I threw them and him and he caught it after flailing around and we said our goodbyes before I stepped through the door with my bag hanging off one shoulder and my headphones on. I instantly screamed as I saw the 19 year old down the hall. "PHIL!" I squealed like a child as I ran and jumped into my brothers warm embrace. "I missed you so much." I said as we kept the hug. "I missed you too (y/n)" He laughed as he placed me down. I looked over to my parents who seemed grim at our happiness. -------- dun dun duuunnn. Yes, Phil is your brother, i know, a dream. Btw in this fanfic you are tall, cos every fanfic i read (y/n) tends to be short, and im not so i felt like i would embrace my inner tall girl and share it with those other tall beans among us. If youre shorter and want to stay shorter, feel free to change :))
