Scared | Frank Iero x reader

Chapter 1

*alarm clock*

I turned off my alarm clock and groaned.

I really don't want to get up, because I have to go to school today.

I rolled over and opened my eyes.

Today is going to be my first day at school, because I moved so I had to switch schools.

And I have social anxiety so this is going to be hell.

I got up, walked to my closet and opened it.

In this school we have to wear an uniform. At my old school we didn't, so this sucks.

It was a blue skirt, a white blouse, a blue blazer with a red, black striped tie.

I slowly dressed myself. I didn't know how to tie my tie so I asked my mom to do it.

The nerves started kicking in.

my stomach started to hurt and i wanted to go to sleep and never wake up again.

I used to be bullied at my old school. What if it would happen again.

I probably wouldn't get friends, because I don't dare to talk to anyone.

I walked downstairs and made a sandwich for if I would be hungry at school.

I don't eat much so I didn't eat any breakfast. So did my hair and brushed my teeth.

When I was completely ready for school I said bye to my mother and went out the door.

The school is pretty far away so I had to take the bus.

I put in my headphones and walked towards the busstop.

When I arrived at the bus stop, there were already a lot of students there. I stood somewhere away from the others.

The nerves only got worse. My belly started to hurt even more and I felt like I had to vomit.

I heard all the talking through my music so I turned up my music even louder.

When the bus arrived I waited until everyone got in the bus and then I got in.

I faked a smile at the bus driver.

I kept my head down and walked further into the bus. I saw a spot somewhere in the back of the bus where no one was sitting yet, so I sat down there and put my schoolbag down.

The bus started driving to school and my nerves got worse by the second.

It was not really nice at my old school, but now I need to start again, I have to introduce myself to the students and teachers.

I don't know the way there. I don't know anyone there. I don't have any friends.

By the time the bus pulled up infront of the school, my nerves where so bad that I almost threw up a fewtimes.

I carefully stood up and slung my bag over my shoulder.

All the other students where already stumbling out of the doors. I followed them and breathet in the fresh air.

I felt a bit better, but I immediately bad agian when I looked at the huge building with many students in front of me.

I swallowed hard and began to walk towards the huge building. I kept my head down and hoped nobody would throw insults at me. 

It was a new school year, but most of the students probably already knew each other from the past years.

I walked into the school, it looked even bigger then it looked from the outside.

My anxiety started kicking in and my eyes filled with tears. I tried to fight them back, but they started streaming down my cheeks.

I looked around trying to find the toilets through my tears.

As soon as I found them I ran to them and locked myself in one of the stalls. I slid down against the wall and started crying. I tried not to make too much sound.

Why did we have to move? It only makes it worse for me. I need to start all over again.

When my crying finally stopped, I got out of the bathroom and walked to the principicals office. I got my timetable and walked away.

I looked at my timetable and saw that my first lesson was math.

I sighed, I've never been good at math.

After I finally found the classroom, I walked in. All eyes where on me. I started to feel dizzy.

"Hello, you must be Willow." The teacher smiled kindly at me.

It was an young looking women with blond hair.

I just nodded my head.

"Introduce yourself to the class please."

I already was afraid for this. I stood in front of the class and cleared my throat.

Okay, I can do this.

"H-hi, I'm Willow and I'm f-from England."

"Okay, you can go sit in the back next to Ray."

I looked at where she pointed and walked to there. There sat a boy with a huge afro and a kind expression on his face, that must be Ray.

I sat down next to him and looked at my desk.

The teacher started the lesson and I tried to pay attention at what she was saying.

I felt someone poking my arm. I looked at my left and saw Ray looking at me.

He smiled at me and said:"Hi, I'm Ray."

No shit sherlock.

I smiled back at him and said:"H-hi."

It came out more like a stutter.

He smiled at me agian and looked at the teacher again.

I looked back to the teacher too and smiled slightly.