Every Time, Any Time, Just in Time (Laboy x reader)

Chapter 14

Y/n
"Hey, Avalon," I greeted, slightly confused as to why she was leaning against my locker. "Um, that's my locker. Can you please move?"
"Oh, sorry, Y/n," she apologized in a snobby voice. I withheld a sigh when Avalon didn't move.
"If you're sorry, can you please move?" I said, trying to keep the irritation out of my voice.
"Yeah, where's Ella," that came out of nowhere. I stared at her, a little startled.
"Why do you care," I asked suspiciously, e/c eyes narrowed. She shrugged.
"Nunya," Avalon retorted, glaring at me.
"I think she's in the library," I told her, giving the girl a death glare. Avalon didn't even say thank you, she just walked off. "Little brat," I muttered under my breath.
"Y/n! Y/n! The results are here," Derek informed me, panting a little since he had sprinted down the hall full speed.
"Where," I asked excitedly, following him. Derek showed me the board. I bounced on the balls of my feet eagerly. "I think I'll try defying gravity!"
"You got the part," Andrew commented, slinging an arm around my shoulders. "Good job."
"Thanks," a large smile spread across my face. A thought popped into my mind and I excused myself from my two friends, running to the math classroom.
"Hi, Y/n, can I help you?" Miss Fowler asked, glancing at me with a warm smile. It was hard, but I was getting used to her being my mom and Avian my dad. I called Miss Fowler by her first name now. She and Avian had been spending a lot of time together, just catching and with each other.
"I'm Elphaba," I cheered, beaming. Scarlett hugged me and congratulated me.
"When's your first rehearsal?" Scarlett questioned, smiling at me. I racked my brain. Mr. Ming said our first practice would be tomorrow at three o'clock.
"Three tomorrow in the drama room," I answered, scribbling an answer on my paper. School was over and Avian had to work. While I enjoyed being home alone, Scarlett wanted some time with me.
"So, what do you want to do this evening," Scarlett said, focusing on my answers."Wrong formula, honey." I stared at paper.
"Oh, that makes more sense now," I mumbled, quickly redoing the math. "Um, frozen yogurt, maybe?"
  Soon, we were in Scarlett's car, driving to the nearest frozen yogurt place.

Ella
"Wait, so you can make me beautiful?" I asked, staring at myself in the mirror. Avalon and Bryden nodded with smiles on their faces.
"Of course, honey," Bry said, pulling my chocolate brown hair to the side.
"You're going to be beautiful," Avalon agreed, taking out a bag. When she opened it, I realized it was filled with makeup. "You've got a good bone structure, and that jaw of yours is nice."
"Not to mention how healthy your hair is. No split ends or anything," Bryden added, pulling my glasses off my face. "Your just going to have to lose these."
"And these," Avalon gestured to my rather large sweater.
"And especially these," they both said together, kicking at my feet gently.
"But don't worry, honey, you're going to be beautiful," Avalon and Bry smiled at me before making eye contact with each other. "Lets get to work."

Scarlett
(You weren't expecting that!)
I smiled as my seventeen year old daughter ranted to me about random crap. She was so much older. When I left, she was just a baby. Babbling, that's all she knew how to do. I checked the time.
"We should probably head home," I suggested, standing. "Avian will be home soon."
  As we walked to my silver Toyota Corolla, Y/f/n hit me with a question I never thought of before.
"Are you and Avian going to marry," Y/n asked shyly. I froze. Never before had I imagined marrying Avian. Her father was a wonderful person, but we just had a one night stand. It wasn't love. Or at least, I don't think it was.
"No, sorry, N/n," I told her climbing into the car. Y/n pursed her lips, brows furrowed.
"Do you love him?" It was so blunt that I was caught off guard again. I considered the question for a few minutes.
"I honestly don't know, Y/n," I admitted as I drove to her house. My feelings were a mess and I didn't know how I felt.
"Well, he likes you and I wouldn't mind having a sibling," Y/n smirked, snickering. My face burned red and I glared at her.
"Oh my gosh, Y/n," I grumbled, pulling into the driveway. Y/f/n giggled before hopping out of the car.
"Bye, Scarlett," she hugged me gently and I smiled.
"Night, Y/n. See you tomorrow," I began to roll up my window but my daughter stopped me.
"Do we have homework tomorrow?" Y/n asked. I nodded my head. "Can I have a pass?" I shook my head. She faked a pout.
"Even though I'm a teacher, I can't stop you from having homework. Bye, honey," I smirked at her. As I drove away, I saw Y/n waving through a window (cause I'm tap, tap, tapping on the glass, waving through a window!).
  At home, I lay in my bed. Unfortunately for me, I have a small case of insomnia. So, there I was, laying on my bed and pondering about toast. What, toast is good? Y/n's question entered my mind again. Do you love him, Scar? Do you, I challenged myself. With a groan, I gave up. I had no idea whatsoever. Maybe I loved him, maybe I didn't.