"Don't come near me or I'll rip your fucking head off!"
*Sequel to Menace*
*This story is 18+ warnings lie ahead*
↳ high school au
/ˈn(y)o͞osəns/
noun
1. a person, thing, or circumstance causing inconvenience or annoyance
What would you do if you...
The story of my life is about back entrances, side doors, secret elevators and other ways of getting in and out of places so that people won't bother me.
- Greta Garbo
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That irritating alarm on my phone rang loudly.
I refused to get up from my wonderful bed. It was such a nice dream I was enjoying. But if I didn't, it would've ranged louder. Definitely have to change that.
I checked the time and groaned loudly. 6:00 am. How lovely. I took off my covers and blankets off my body as I yawned and stretched my upper body. Bugsy lifted his head from his mini baby blue bed placed diagonally from my pink queen sized bed.
"Good morning Bugsy." I cooed, scratching the back of his ears.
I live in south Seattle. Not too far from North Beacon Hill. A good ten minute drive to downtown Seattle. My school is in Columbia City so go to the right on your map.
My room isn't the biggest nor is it the smallest. I had enough room to do my workouts and for my golden medals display case.
I'm a gymnast star since I was nine and every competition I went in I was the top star. No bronzes. Only one silver. I still sorta compete today.
I turned on my green Bluetooth flower speaker, pulled my golden blonde hair into a low ponytail, and turned on Park Hyoshin while I went to go brush my teeth, wash and cleanse my face, and moisturize.
Shortly, I switched the choice of artist to the queen BoA. I took down my ponytail and began brushing my long hair. I got carried away singing to Woman using my brush as my own microphone. Such a great song.
I put on my school uniform as I gazed at my reflection at my tall slender wall mirror. A dark forest green blazer with a golden crest of the school's name, Elk Valley High School, placed like a warm cover on my arms. A white button down dress shirt with a dark green bow tie around my neck and an emerald green plaid skirt. I raised up my thick black stockings to my knees and wore my white high top Converse.
Bugsy followed me downstairs to the kitchen after chewing on his pumpkin toy. The kitchen was next to the gorgeous living room. The long countertop was placed in the center (or the heart) of the kitchen. Dark chocolate brown wooden flooring and a bright chandelier overhead. I heard the coffee pot humming as it quietly spurts out loads of freshly brewed coffee while checking the security cameras through the screen placed by the archway once you enter.
