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❝𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐬❞


the obnoxious noise of the phone alarm startles the girl awake. sitting up in her bed she glances out the window noticing the orange rays of the sun just coming into view. stretching her arms over to her phone, she squints her eyes to read the time 5:30am. groaning in annoyance she pushed herself onto her feet and proceeded to the bathroom to get ready.

flicking the light switch on she stares at her reflection in the mirror, her eyes fall down to the neatly folded school uniform in her hands that she grabbed while on her way to the bathroom. taking one last look into the mirror she opens the glass shower door and turns the metal handle letting the warm water fall to the floor and wash into the drain. she undresses and ties up her hair to avoid it getting wet and steps into the shower letting the warm water drip down her skin officially waking her up.

after washing her body and getting into her uniform she checks the time again, 6:23am appearing  on her screen.  putting her phone down she brushes the few knots in her dull hair, deciding to leave it down she sprays her body with her favourite vanilla scented perfume and exits the bathroom. 

knowing that the walk from her apartment to UA took around 20 minutes she decided to get there early completely avoiding the risk of being late on the first day of school. wandering to the fridge she grabs a juice box to have as her breakfast on her way to school. grabbing her bag that she packed the previous night and slipping on her black sneakers she left her apartment, not forgetting to lock the door before jogging down the stairs and turning left on the pathway.

the walk was no less different to other walks she had; still the same translucent figures passing her by on the side walk some of which she has seen before. coming to a stop at the front entrance she gapes at the tall building which is now her new school and at that moment the anxiety comes flooding in. what if they make fun of me?? will i make any friends?? millions of questions crowd her mind, the anxiety making her hands shake and eyes widen fixated on the ground. shaking her head to compose herself, whispering quiet "its going to be okay" to herself to calm her nerves. taking a deep sigh she looks back up at the building with eyes filled with determination and hands clutched onto her bag straps, she enters the property with slow steps. the first thing she notices is the long path lined with trees guiding her in the right direction. she passes by a fountain where she finally makes it through the building doors, walking through the maze like hallways, managing to not get lost, she arrives at her locker. getting her books and organising her locker a bit she begins another journey to find her homeroom. while she was walking in the opposite direction of her locker she made many twists and turns before being face to face with an extremely large door labelled "1A". hoping that she was the only one here she pulled the door across just a tiny bit to peek her (e/c) eyes through. concluding that the classroom is empty she pulls the door fully open and strolls over to the desk in the back corner next to the window.  sitting down at her new desk the open windows blow a warm breeze throughout the classroom instantly relaxing the girl. a single cherry blossom petal makes its way through the window, the wind guiding it softly to land perfectly in the middle of her desk. deciding to leave the petal on her desk she reaches to the pocket of her skirt grabbing out her earphones. knowing that class doesn't start for another hour listening to music would be a great way to pass the time. plugging it into the phone she scrolls through her large variety of music before stopping and choosing her song. "stained glass" by ocean ally plays out of the earphones, glimpsing towards the tall trees outside she closes her eyes and instantly plunges into a deep sleep.


time skip


soft taps on (y/n)'s cheek cause her to stir around in her uncomfortable position on her desk. bringing her face away from the table she groggily opens her (e/c) eyes noticing more people have arrived, a boy with red hair immediately grabs her attention. isn't that the boy from the store?? she remembers the embarrassing moment she had with him yesterday and now unfortunately is in the same class as him. 

"my name is Uraraka! are you new?" looking away from the red head she focuses her attention on the smiling girl in front of her, her brown eyes sparkle and and brown hair bounces as she gives (y/n) the brightest smile.  

"yeah i am.....my name is-" her words were cut short by the door slamming open and a familiar looking blonde storms his way over to a green haired boy, who was quivering in his seat. the enraged boy kept shouting insults at the boy, words like quirkless, wannabe, weak, are all thrown and stabbed at the trembling boy who whimpers out trying to stand up for himself.

"what an asshole...." (y/n) mutters to herself but unfortunately for her the blonde had heard her, provoking him even more.

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU CALL ME?!?!" he turns his attention towards the (h/c) haired girl, storming across the room with fire in his eyes. (not literally. no pun intended ;)) 

"i just don't understand how the first thing you do when you walk into class is insult someone," (y/n) confidently sticks up for the broccoli looking boy who she noticed was staring at her like she had a death wish. "honestly do you have anything else to do with your life besides putting other people down to make yourself look more powerful?" her words strike something in the loud boys heart, he tries to stutter out a response but is quickly interrupted by the door once again being pulled open by his homeroom teacher, shouta aizawa. 

"everyone go to your seats..." he said groggily, already yearning to go home but unfortunately for him its the beginning of the day. he scans his eyes across the class room checking everyone is quietly at their seats, the angry hedgehog silently stomping over to his own desk. aizawa's gaze stops on the unfamiliar girl, her (h/l) (h/c) hair and (e/c) eyes instantly standing out among the students he has acquainted himself with. "and we have a new student, come up the front and introduce yourself," he directed. sliding her chair out she made her way to the front of the room passing by a row of students, their eyes never leaving her figure. 

"my name is (l/n) (y/n), its a pleasure to meet you all," she says formally with a bow. the teacher nods signalling for her to return to her seat, once doing so the lesson begins. of course (y/n) drowns out the boring lecture and focuses her attention on the pleasing view outside. her eyes subconsciously move away from the window to the ticking clock above the chalk board, to the many strangers in her class before they halt on a certain spiky haired boy in the opposite corner of the room. he stares back at her with hate filled eyes clearly trying to appear as a threat however she is unfazed and rolls her eyes away from him returning her full attention back to the window.


time skip


the final bell echoes around the school signalling the end of the day. (y/n) and the rest of her classmates pack up their supplies, many of the students rushed out of the door eager to go home. pushing in her chair she carries her stuff towards the door but is stopped in her tracks by same brown haired girl she spoke to earlier that morning.

"hey lets exchange numbers since we are in the same class we can be friends!" she exclaims with enthusiasm. this makes (y/n)'s emotionless face shine brightly with happiness after finally achieving a friend because as they say; "if you make a friend on the first day, you're doing okay." the girl immediately accepts and types her number into her new friends phone. after saying their goodbyes they walked their seperate ways and the walk back to her apartment seemed much more bright.




𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜: 𝟷𝟺𝟹𝟸

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thank you for reading! i am much more proud of this chapter than the last one and i also did more words soooo yeah :)







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