i sat at my kitchen counter, eating (your favorite breakfast) and watched (your favorite youtube channel).
"Good morning, y/n! I feel like we haven't talked in so long!" my dad said.
i thought about how i could time travel back 60 years, and no one knew except the gang.
"Oh, hey dad. I just haven't felt so good lately." i said, trying to make him go away. i mean, i technically wasn't lying anyway.
I think he took the hint and before he left he said, "get some rest today, you don't want to catch any colds! or the coronavirus, that stuffs pretty serious."
i nodded and watched him walk out of the room. That's when it hit me, hard. I'm living a life that no one else is. But who knows, my parents might be able to do the same thing and they just keep it a secret. Or my friends, my teachers, the strangers who walk past me in stores. I started to spiral out of control.
"Honey, is everything okay? You're up earlier then normal." my mom said, walking in the kitchen to make some coffee.
I just about jumped out of my skin, and snapped out of in. breathe in, breathe out. breathe in. and out.
"yeah i'm fine. and, what time is it?" i asked, genuinely not knowing what time it was.
"it's eight thirty, sweetie." she replied walking out with a hot cup of coffee and a smile.
i finished my breakfast and put the dishes in the dishwasher. then i walked to my room. i should take a shower and calm down, i thought to myself.
after i was in my room, i shut the door and walked to my dresser. i decided to dress up so that i could have a little photo shoot later. i grabbed a pair of vintage mom jeans with a raw hem and white socks that covered my ankle. i grabbed an eighties tee and some jewelry. that'll be good.
i folded the clothing, grabbed my phone, and walked to the bathroom. as i walked in, i flicked on the light switch and shut the door lightly. i got undressed and walked into the shower with my phone. i picked the playlist i wanted to listen to. then, i turned on the shower and relaxed a little bit. wow, this is kind of weird.
you are now playing "breathin"
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i looked in the mirror in the corner of my room at myself. damn, i look pretty good. i grabbed my bike air force ones and put them on.
i walked out of my room with a smile. i felt my back pocket to make sure my phone was there, and it was. i headed to different rooms to find my parents and let them know i would be gone for a little bit taking pictures.
"mommm. daddd." i said, not being able to find them.
no response.
i just sighed and thought, they must be at the store or something, i'll just go.
the quietness in my house was disrupted when i opened and closed my front door. i walked to my garage and opened it. my bike was right there in front of me and i hopped on it. on my way out of the garage, i shut it and rode down to the street.
the chilly wind pushed back my baggy shirt and my hair as i petalled my bike. i should have brought a jacket.
i passed gas stations and fast food restaurants. i passed a church and a super market. i passed some fields and farms, too. finally, after biking two miles, i made it to my destination. i pushed my bike against a tree and looked around myself. there was no cars driving and no people outside. for a second, i forgot i was supposed to be quarantined.

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