(Y/n) woke up to her alarm, silently regretting her choice of sleeping position.
(Y/n) uncurled herself from the ball she was in and shut the alarm up, stretching in the process.
A few moment later she could feel a slight pressure pushing her stomach in. Looking down, (Y/n) noticed a pair of dark grey ears.
(F/n), the siamese cat. The hopeless romantic. (Y/n) and (F/n) had been friends for a long time. Their entire life if you will.
(F/n) yawned and continued to stretch, accidentally pressing (Y/n)s stomach in the process.
"(F/n), babe, wake up." (Y/n) tiredly shook her still asleep friend, effectively waking her up. She was a light sleeper.
"Huh...oh, good morning...!" (F/n) sat up and smiled like she had been awake for more then a few seconds.
"Good morning to you too!" (Y/n) sat up as well, wiping the sleep from her (e/c) eyes.
Without speaking, (F/n) climbed outa her best friends bed and made her way over to the standing mirror in the corner of the small room.
(Y/n) followed, standing next to the siamese cat and watching her mess with her fur through the mirror.
"Who is it today?" (Y/n) asked (F/n), knowing she was probably going on another date.
"Just a cute boy...you know..chocolate lab.." (F/n) smiled, taming her wild fur by pressing it down.
"Theres always one 'cute boy' you know, babe. Not to be a negative person, but I'm sure this relationship will end up like all your other ones.." (Y/n) sighed, pulling off her night shirt.
"I-I know...but...hes different! We...made a promise..he said he'd love me and me only!" (F/n) replied, doing the same with her night gown.
"That's what they all say! (F/n), if he breaks your heart I recommend giving up on relationships for a while..." (Y/n) pulled on her uniform with ease.
"...maybe..but it's so hard to turn guys down! Everyone is so different and intresting!" (F/n) struggled with her uniform, stumbling around the room with her arms stuck above her head and her uniform stuck on her head.
(Y/n) watched her friend in amusement, before pulling the uniform down off (F/n)s head for her and forcing the tie around her neck.
(F/n) pretended to choke while (Y/n) tied the tie quickly, no particular emotion displayed on her face.
(Y/n) tied her own tie and slipped on her socks and shoes, grabbing her bag in disappointed silence.
(F/n) did the same, stealing glances at her friend with a shamed facial expression. She knew (Y/n) was disappointed.
"Eh...this guys the last....I'm sorry..." (F/n) whimpered, looking at her best friend with a apologetic smile.
"Its completely fine! I just want you to be happy, and these guys seem to only bring you down...I'm NOT afraid to beat a bitch." (Y/n) smiled, almost as if she wasn't giving anyone a silent treatment a few minutes ago.
_[3:30 pm]_
It was now after school. The day was a casual one, full of almost painful classes and secret snack breaks.
(Y/n) decided she'd get in a few extra hours of studying while (F/n) was off on her little date with the cute chocolate lab.
So there she sat, peacefully in her room, listening to either some cute lofi or death metal while doing some very fun science trivia.
All was going amazingly well until (Y/n) heard a door slam and a thump against the ground. That WASN'T part of the music she was bopping out to.
(Y/n) removed her headphones and cocked an eyebrow, turning around to face the door. "(F/n)-?"
"Y..you were right...he set me up.." (F/n) stood up from the floor where she had violently dropped dead (ily if you got that reference)
"What's his name, babe?" (Y/n) got up from her cheap desk chair, her headphones falling onto the ground infront of her.
"N-no..its..fi-" (F/n) looked to her mother figure and noticed the murderous expression plastered on her face.
"Bull. That bitch is going to catch these fucking hands in a second." (Y/n) growled, a deadly smile present.
Before (F/n) could try to stop her, (Y/n) was already out the door and most likely making her way to the boys dorms.
"God damn it...gone already.."
