Y/n bids goodbye to her assistant, Juan. As she and most seniors are going on a trip. Carefully stepping on the three small stairs, trying her hardest to not embarrasse herself in front of her second period class.
Putting on a facade;green eyes blank,not having a care in the world. Pouty lips in a straight line. Giving off an almost intimidating look, well the most intimidating an 11 year old could be. (intimidating not creepy)
Walking in between the seats where students sat looking at the small girl as if she had three head's. Not helping with the anxiety slowly building up in Y/n's stomach, making her feal naseous-climing up her throat, taste buds begging to let out the nasty taste-she coughs.
'There you go again, being a little bitch. I need to stop being such a drama queen-'
Y/n's thoughts get interrupted by someone.
"Well if it isn't the brats and their dogs"
'Great' Y/n thinks rolling her eyes"How does it feel making fun of an 11 year old?" you remark. Laughs filling the air, a satisfying feeling replacing the anxiety.
Feeling a firm glair in the back of your head. Satisfaction leaving as soon as it came. Now walking faster to the back of the bus finding a seat;feeling the rough brown material, sitting next to you was your brother Min Yoongi. His friends sitting close to us.
"Alright everyone,-" the teacher speeks up. "-I want you all to be on your best behavior." You hear some grunts and scoffs. After the little speach she gets off.
Y/n furrows her eyebrows, head poping up from the tall seats and looking around for more confused faces.
"Why is there no supervision from an adult?" You question to no-one in particular. "We'll meet the teacher's once we get off the bus." One of Yoongi's friends says:Namjoon. "There's still the bus driver dumbass." and that was your brother.
"Our class is gonna obliterate him" you say under your breath, glancing at the bus driver, he looks pretty young probably his early thirdies.
You almost feel bad for him.5 minutes in the ride and your dozing off along with your brother, using eachother for support.
"Hey Yoong-" Hoseok starts "-oh nevermind."
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Thunder-thats all Yoongi heard, hes pretty grumpy after being woken up from a nap.
He glances to his side feeling something-someone on his shoulder, his sister.
'How the hell is she still asleep' he thinks while-carfully-sitting up right, as he doesn't want to wake Y/n up.Suddenly the bus turned around.
"We're going back to the school due to the weather" once again grunts-everyone was upset, their going to France for fucks sake! Well, was."Fuuuuuuuuck" A deep but whiny voice sayd:Taehyung.
"I wanted to kiss my Jimin under the Eiffel Tower"
"Me too" Namjoon sighed out.Silence . . .
A "Pardon?" broke the cilence-it was Jungkook. "You wanna do WHaT!" Exclamed a-pretty angry-Jin.
Namjoon-being dence as fuck, didn't notice the miscommunication and simply say'd
"I wanna kiss Jin under the Eiffel Tower?" So much for 148 IQA mental sigh of relief carried to everyone's minds. . . Then comes a comfortable silence except for the sound of the raining-'No thunder yet, weird.'
They stayed in that silence until they were close to the school.Thunder
Most girls, and a few boys shreeked-not very pleasantly, not that a shreek could sound pleasant. Thats what woke up the protagonist:You.
Swirling your head from one side to another making noices of protest, while still being snuggled up on your brother's side. You finaly start to open your eyes.
"Who the fuck-" you mumble under you breath, cutting your self off. An odd feeling spreads over your chest. But, you ignored it.
You look out the window, realizing your close to the school "What the fuck"
now your brother can hear you.
"Canceld" he state's. Too lazy to answer correctly.
"Huh?"
He grunts "Trip is canceld"
"WHAT-" you pause for a split second
"-wHY"Thunder
You mentaly 'Oh'
Looking out the window you see the High School you've bin attending to, the bus pulls up on the back of the school opening the doors of the bus.
"Call your Guardians-or something-and uh. . . out of the bus"
'naled it.' the buss driver thought.The seniors are now getting out of the bus in a non-orderly fashion chatter following the crowd of students.
Some tall chick takes out her phone, calling her mom no signal
'damn'
"Yo Bam Bam lemme see your phone"This sayd Bam Bam takes out his phone
and hands it to sayd girl."Hear ya go noona"
Calling her mom once again no signal.
"Jisoo-unnie is your phone working"
"Let me see. . .""YO MY PHONE AIN'T WORKING" shouts some loud kid. Murmurs across the crowd are agreeing.
Fuck.
No ones phone is working
829 words.So, uh this fanfic was inspired by this show/series called The Society. I litteraly only wached the 3rd episode with a very brief recap of the last 2 episodes. And Im too lazy to watch the whole thing propely so I'll only take a few things from the show. Oh and this is my first fanfic so constructive criticism will be needed. Ty
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FanfictionA Highschool feald trip, a whole class missing. Petty drama and an 11 year old who won't take your bullshit. Yay!