Chapter 2

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~~~Assembling their philosophies~~~

You made your way up to the steps to the main lobby of the San Fransokyo Institute of Technology. You rolled your eyes as your parents drove away. What kind of college girl has to have her parents drop her off?

Well, apparently, the kind who struggle with walking up the stairs. You sighed, wishing there was a wheelchair ramp you could use instead. You inhaled deeply, and began the struggle of lifting your thigh with your hands and taking a step up. Twenty-eight, you counted. Twenty-eight stairs.

"Hey, are you okay?" a somewhat concerned voice asked. You whipped your head in the direction of the voice, dropping your leg mid-lift.

"O-Oh, I'm okay," you replied as cheerily as possible. You didn't have time for chitchat, dammit. You had to get up these stairs, find an elevator, find your classes, and figure out a way to keep people from figuring out your disability. You hated how people regarded you with constant pity; now, there was a chance to change that.

"Are you sure?" the person asked again. "If you're alright, then why are you lifting your leg like that, silly?" You caught a glimpse of them.

The person speaking to you had long, light blonde hair down to her waist. She wore wore colors--pastel pink and soft yellow, with bright pink glasses--and had giant heels despite her height . It seemed like she was towering over you. However, it wasn't intimidating.

Nevertheless, you cracked a small smile, chuckling nervously. "I, uh, I've got a...cramp! Yeah, a cramp in my leg," you lied, cringing at how bad it was. Usually you were better than that.

Despite your obvious lying, the girl was either extremely dimwitted or extremely trusting--or both--as she just grabbed you hand an gently started tugging you up the steps.

"Here, I'll help you!" She exclaimed, smiling widely and pulling you with her up the stairs.

"Whoah! Watch out!" You cried as she weave you two in between the crowd of other students."Can't you, like, slow down a little?"

"We've gotta go fast or you won't be able to meet my friends before class!" the girl said enthusiastically.

"Stop!" You said, dragging your left heel across the pavement with all your weight on it. The tall blonde looked back at you, confused.

"What's wrong?" She asked.

"Uh, I don't know if you've noticed this," you said, taking deep breaths, "but I don't even know your name."

"Oh, is that it?" She asked, cocking he head to one side. "Well then, my name is Honey Lemon," she said, cheerily sticking out her hand for you to shake.

You looked at her puzzledly as you shook her hand. "...(Y/N) (L/N)."

"Great! Now c'mon, let's go meet my friends!" She said, grabbing your wrist again. "I think you'll love them!"

This was going to be a long day.

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Bonus:

"Oh, look at our little (Y/N) all grown up," your mother said, wiping a tear from her eye.

"Hey, looks like she found a friend!" You dad said, pointing to you and Honey Lemon.

"Oh my, she's already in her first femslash fanfiction," you mother commented dreamily. Your father shot her a hugely questioning look.

"What?"

"What."

How did you guys like the first two chapters? I'm not exactly sure where this one is going; I've got a general idea, but everything in the middle is a blank space *cue best song*

Thanks go reading, and I'll see you in the next one, Reader-chan!

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