A Taste You Can't Escape

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You got back to your house and got dressed for school, grabbed your backpack, and keys before exiting the house and climbing into your Ferrari and speeding off to school.

-Incoming Call: Rose-

You answer it.

Y/N: What's up bitch?

Rose: Where the hell are you, it's almost third period.

Y/N: Already?

Rose: Hello, it's Friday, it's a short day... This whole week has been nothing but short days.

Y/n: Oh, why?

Rose: Oh my god, it's practically summer break already. Now hurry up and get your ass here I want to have my best friend for the rest of the day.

Y/N: Okay, okay. I'm on my way goodness gracious.

You laugh.

Rose: Love you hoe.

Y/N: Love you too see you shortly.

You speed down the highway into the city where your school is located.

(A.N: I suppose you're wondering why you're still in school despite living forever pretty much. Well, after your parents you decided to start a new tradition for your cult, even if it is just you right now. It grows later on, but still, you need a way to pass time, so you go to school you fit in visual wise you stopped aging when you were 18 years old, your parents died when you were 100 years old, you are now 400 years old and a lot has changed in the society from when you were younger, anyways back to the story)

You reached the school building in no time, and as soon as you pulled up Rose comes up and opens your door.

Rose: About time.

She laughs.

Y/n: Haha, good morning to you too.

Rose: Oh shush, so I got some tea.

Y/N: Spill.

Rose: So, I have no idea why this school is crazy but we got a transfer student at the end of the year for a tour of campus and a subtle idea of classes for the following year.

Y/N: Hm, interesting concept. Where did he move from?

Rose: I heard it was Australia.

Y/N: You heard?

Rose: Yeah, it's only a rumor.

Y/N: Ah, gotcha. Well, I guess we'll find out.

Rose: I guess so. Now let's go, beautiful.

Y/N: Sure thing.

The two of you lock arms and begin laughing and skipping together on your way to your psychology class.

Mr. Stoc: You two are late.

He looks over his glasses.

Y/N: Sorry sir.

Mr. Stoc: It's all good, you two are and have been top of this class all year so I won't hold it against ya.

He winks.

Rose: Thank you, sir.

Mr. Stoc: Okay class we will be introducing someone new to the class for next year. He is in your grade, and it just so happens I was the lucky teacher to have EVERYONE in your year, as a part of my class.

Y/N: Two birds with one stone. About time this school did something right.

Everyone who heard you chuckles a bit making you subtly smile in return.